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[pinikir]

I own my own car now! It is a little Nissan Micra and it's pale gold. Because of it's colour I've named it Elixir. My nerd is showing through. I am glad it isn't silver or I would have been forced to call it Quicksilver. If that had happened, I would have been in danger of murdering my own car.

To drive it, I needed an adaption put on the steering wheel. This infrared pad and knob:



The thing cost me £1200. I got no fucking help paying for it. It's still pissing me off. Why the hell did I have to pay a quarter of the price of my car extra, when other people don't. I asked around for help and again and again I was turned down for help. If it hadn't been for my parents who helped me with it, I would never have been able to do it.

Comments

[annalee]

congratulations on the car!

Ugh that is Some BS. In my perfect universe that would have involved, like, a two-minute phone call to social services.

Also, 1200 pounds? What's it made of, spun gold?

Still though, congratulations on the car! A very good name if ever there was one.

[eta: currency fail. You'd think I'd know what it's called since I used it for 6 mos].

[pinikir]

It's really ridiculous. I asked the various Disability people how I could get it paid for. They were like 'oh well maybe a charity could sponsor you'. Uh huh slim chance of that happening!

Apparently the impressive wiring is the equivalent of spun gold! It could have been worse. If I had got a different model of car I could have paid up to 4000 for adaption alone.

(I still think you should have lived here for longer. That, or I need to move over and join you!)