Wednesday, 1st October 2025

A woman in a manual wheelchair wearing a bright red beanie and blue jacket sits outside Queens Hospital Burton, wrapped in a red tartan blanket against the winter chill, with large wicker bird sculptures decorating the modern glass-fronted building behind her.
Let's fly away! @theaardvark

Morning, lovely people! ๐Ÿ’œ

It's 6:47am, awake since 3am, and here I am, propped up in bed watching the most gorgeous sunrise. Not by choice that I'm awake this early, obvs - cheers to my Ellyllions. But you know what? When life wakes you up at stupid o'clock, you might as well take your pills and enjoy the view.

The house is properly silent right now - just the occasional snore drifting in from Paul on the sofa (bless him). I'm confining myself to bed because, let's be honest, trying to navigate the house in my current state at this hour would sound like a one-woman percussion section. Crash! Bang! Wallop! "Sorry, love, just getting a cuppa!" Yeah, no thanks.

So here I am, hostage to my own consideration for others. Could be worse though - the sunrise is absolutely stunning, all pink and orange and purple (my favourite colour, naturally).

Here's the thing - I've been ill and rolling around in my wheelchair for about a year now, which makes me very sad. I never thought it would be this long, but I've learned a great deal about life, accessibility, and finding joy in the most unexpected places. Like right now - if I'd still been working full-time, I'd have missed this entirely. Silver lining? Maybe. I'm still not looking on any "bright side" at 6:47am, but the view's decent.

Why not share this journey? If I can make one person smile, help another wheelchair user find a brilliant accessible venue, or simply show that life doesn't stop when your legs get a bit shaky, then that's brilliant.

Today's vibe:

Pain levels: Let's call it a solid 8 (we're keeping it real here, folks)

Fatigue: Could sleep for England ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ

Mood: Surprisingly optimistic! (Despite being a prisoner in my own bed)

The view from my bed: Absolutely bloody gorgeous

Noise level: Stealth mode activated ๐Ÿคซ

The plan:

Blog, Insta, Facebook, YouTube - the whole shebang. Sharing the ups, the downs, the "why is there a massive step here?!" moments, the "I can't get a cuppa without waking the entire house" moments, and hopefully lots of giggles along the way.

This is about living life entirely, just on wheels. Festivals, gigs, theatre trips, everyday adventures, and, yes, the reality of chronic illness too. Including the bit where your wheelchair has the stealth capabilities of a shopping trolley with a wonky wheel. No sugar-coating, but always looking for the joy. Even if that joy is a Wednesday morning sunrise from bed while everyone else snores peacefully.

Right, this view deserves a cuppa. But that'll have to wait until Paul surfaces and I can make some noise without feeling guilty!

Let's roll! (Well, later when I actually get up and stop being so bloody considerate...)

Love, Sha ๐Ÿ’œโ™ฟ

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P.S. - If you're reading this, welcome! Drop me a message and let's be mates. The more the merrier on this wheely good journey! And seriously, if you're awake ridiculously early too, go look at the sky. It's worth it. ๐ŸŒ…

P.P.S. - Anyone else's wheelchair sound like they're moving furniture at 3am? Just me? Thought not. ๐Ÿ˜‚