I've been housebound since last summer. I am lucky in so far as I live in local council adapted bungalow, with nice neighbours, and the most wonderful 2 daughters anyone could wish for + 2 very special, lifelong-friends I couldn't imagine living without. I would challenge anyone to find a more caring and considerate g.p. + consultant. So why do I still have the nerve to complain? The walls are closing in on me. I have mobility scooter that i've used 3 times, because I can no longer manage the 3 steps in/out my front door! A ramp/gate widening/weather-safe socket to charge scooter was approved last November. For hospital admissions/outpatients they have to send 2 ambulance crews to collect/bring me back again. Well last night I snapped, and e.mailed my local M.P. I was stunned to receive a reply this morning confirming he would look into my case and get back to me!!! So I thank you Mr Conor Burns (Conservative - I know, who would've guessed) for giving me some hope for improving my quality of life for which my family, friends and I cant thank you enough. Just please, please, please dont let me down!