Before
you Buy your Wheels
Of interest to the first time mobility aid purchaser (scooter
or powerchair). A polio survivor, now experiencing post polio,
Ellen writes from her personal experience of purchasing and
using both a scooter and powerchair. This article provides
very informative, friendly advice.
The only advice I give to anyone thinking of getting a chair
or a scooter is to try to get their doctor to prescribe an
'evaluation' at a rehab facility by a Physiotherapist or an
Occupational Therapist. The reason for this is based on my
experience of having observed the unhappiness of too many
who did all the research on their own and ended up with wheels
that left them with other 'unexpected' problems.
I'll use
myself as an example. When I decided I was ready to take better
care of my legs by getting my own wheels (I had been using
store scooters) I couldn't get a doctor to 'agree' that I
needed a scooter so they would prescribe it for me. So I started
looking for a used anything. My thinking was anything would
be better than nothing. And, this is true, to a certain extent.
I didn't have a lot of funds to spend and finally someone
on the Post Polio list helped me connect with someone selling
a used scooter at a price I could manage. We met at a pps
get together and I got my first set of wheels! The get together
was at a huge hotel/casino complex in Reno. I was thrilled
to be able to literally 'run around' it without getting so
tired. I was thrilled. Then I got home and had to get a lift
for my mini-van. I could only use the scooter around the neighborhood,
not inside as it was too big for our tiny house. After searching
I did make a lift choice and the scooter just made it inside
my van. For months this worked just fine for me. I used it
where ever I'd be walking more than fifteen minutes and where
I'd end up standing. It was the perfect transition set of
wheels for me. And, it was easier in that when you use a scooter
and get up out of it people (strangers) don't react as much.
Anyway,
too quickly, I began to experience fatigue in my right (good/strong/'invincible')
arm. This was the one I kept stretched out in front of me
while maneuvering the scooter. So I began my quest for a powerchair.
I figured out a
way to convince my doctor that I was really serious and ready
for this move. I was really only thinking of my legs and taking
better care of my right arm as it was letting me now know
that it is far from 'invincible' and getting weaker. (a very
scary thing for me as my left arm is already useless.)
I was thinking
of a Jazzie (with the cool looking car seat...not a wheelchair
type seat...less expensive... smaller...etc).
Well,
first of all some folks I know started to email me privately
and made suggestions. You want a 'gel seat'..trust me, they
said, you'll thank me (I did and I'm sooo grateful). Another
suggested adjustable arms since my left arm is so much shorter
(bent it rests higher than my right) so I could give it good
support too..hummmm hadn't even thought of that.
Well, when my doctor
was writing the prescription I told him to include those two
things. He did, but he didn’t give me the script. He
said that he had found that it was better (even though I seemed
to know what I wanted/needed) to be evaluated by a pt first.
He wrote a script for this at a rehab hospital 50 miles away
from where I lived. He said this hospital was really good
at evaluating the whole body to be sure each person gets the
chair that works the best for them. Since I trust this doctor
(miss him dearly since I moved) I went. Well this gal did
the medicare/insurance part of the evaluation (another email)
and then more. Since my original polio affected my left arm,
neck and face, she had me bend and move testing my left side
strength. Something I really hadn't thought much about even
though over the years I've had what I've always called 'nothing
pains' in my left side (I called them this as when I mentioned
these to doctors over the year they always said, "it’s
nothing" and I choose to believe them). I ended up getting
a Quickie with the wheelchair base for my seat, and swing
away legs instead of the lift foot rest after she demonstrated
how I would be endangering myself by not honestly lifting
it every time I got in/out. Dang she was good. Saw right through
me so to say. She also showed me just how weak my left side
and back already are. And, besides the things I already had
in the script she added a specially shaped back for both lower
back and side support. She showed me how down the road I can
add to this (a back with even more side support and /or side
paddle like things that will support me when I start to lean
more to the left. So far my daily stretching is preventing
this, but I know it'll happen somewhere down this road I'm
on)...
I ended
up with a totally different chair than I expected... I learned
a lot about my own polio body that I didn't know (or yet accept).
I found out that I really NEEDED my chair more than I realized
(accepted). Not just to conserve but hopefully keep my legs
strong enough to stand on/walk enough to stay independent
longer, but for my upper body. Hopefully keeping my breathing
ok longer to keep the need for assistance here as far in the
future as possible...something I had not even thought of when
looking at wheels.
Now, if your upper
body is still really strong... no signs of weakness at all,
then a turnabout, a Jazzie, or a scooter are good. But, I
highly recommend seeing a professional pt to get a complete
evaluation of muscle strength. Evaluate possible problems
over the next five year period. Then, you can make your decision
based on where your body is now and may be headed during this
time.
I am sooo
grateful I did. My chair is almost two years old. It has become
my preferred seat (well, my recliner comes in as fav in the
evening for watching tv as I get the head support and my feet
up high...ahhhh). But, I wasn't ready yet for a reclining
chair or the head rest two years ago. Another point, the pt
ordered the base for this chair which will work for the reclining
seat set up as she felt I will need it before the five years
are up. But she also knew (through her experience getting
chairs for folks) that going for that right away would be
too big a step for me (she was so right) and worse, probably
kick out my application. If my neck gets weaker where I know
I need the neck rest this can be added. Same with the reclining
seat, as my changing medical condition would warrant it.
Now, I'm not saying
that everyone needs side and back support/ or adjustable arm
rests. I've found I'm constantly changing mine depending on
what I'm doing.. I keep them at one height when typing as
it saves on my shoulders/back and neck, another height when
running around stores and malls. Still another when just sitting
and chatting with others, sometimes I just change the height
as one gets uncomfortable....ahhhh that’s better!
If you have any
doubts or questions get a PT at a rehab facility to help you
make the decisions. These dealers of wc's are out to make
a buck. They want to sell you what they get the best deal
on (ok not all of them, but too many of them are like this).
They are not experts on fitting needs such as we can have
with the right chair. They have made a big living selling
to older folks who are simply having age related problems
with walking mobility. And they have figured out the system
to get medicare/insurance to pay for them. This is good...if
all you need is to give your legs a rest. But really the step
that many of us need help taking is that we need wheels for
our WHOLE body. We need to preserve the bits that are still
working good.
Just in the past
few months I've heard directly and indirectly about too many
of us who were doing 'fine' suddenly 'blowing out arms' or
'good legs'. Literally having continued using the good bits
(thinking they were taking care of them too, scary for me)
until they just gave out on them.
It is so painfully
difficult to accept (especially for those of us who really
did pass for so many years 'as perfectly ok') that our whole
body needs slowing down. That we have to learn to listen to
the quiet whispers of complaint from our good bits before
they no longer are much good at all.
gentle
hugs,
Ellen Riddle
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