SINCE my diagnosis I have discovered several amazing charities that are either directly or indirectly related to muscular dystrophy.

I have just joined The National Association for Bikers with a Disability (NABD) yeah they "NAB'D" me! Sorry had to pinch that one...

Another charity that I discovered all because of muscular dystrophy.

I can't get over that these individual charities want to actually help people like me without anything in return.

I am well and truly becoming a charity case. But where would we be without them?

So joining this NABD all stems from my desire to get a motor trike and low and behold this week I found one that was previously owned by a chap who was paralysed from the waist down.

A too good a opportunity to miss I am now awaiting delivery of said trike. What have I done? Ha ha!

It is all adapted with hand controls and even has a contraption on the back for a lightweight wheelchair. When you think of the cost and hassle of getting these adaptations I was just like hell yeah I'm going for it.

Life is too short.

I still can't believe what I have done but it's always been my desire to ride and I wouldn't manage a motorbike with the balancing and putting my feet to the floor and all that malarkey.

The charity sell a neat plastic wallet as well for a blue badge.

It has a key attached so you can secure it to a bike, like around the front forks for example.

That was my first concern, how do I park it without securing my badge?

I am learning something new everyday about becoming disabled, there is usually always a very good alternative solution.

It doesn't have to become a barrier. And this is what the charity focuses on - supporting existing disabled riders and welcoming newbies like myself.

I am eager to get my independence back where carting myself about is concerned.

Especially after earlier when a mini bus turned up to pick me up from work.

My heart sank when I saw it then I felt bad because the driver didn't realise how immobile I was and was feeling bad himself. I had to crawl in and then back up onto a seat, not very lady like I know but then I ain't really a lady am I.

Got to laugh at these situations haven't you and if I could manage getting in a tank I am damn sure I won't be defeated by a mini bus.

So that's me; two sticks, three wheels and hopefully soon four paws as my assistance doggy application has gone through to the home visit stage.

I feel like I am adopting. I guess I am in a way!

Another fantastic opportunity from a charity - Dogs for Good. I am tempted to get the dog some goggles and it can ride with me on the back. No I am only kidding - I would have to get a car just for the dog.

* EVERY year, Oxford’s Town & Gown fun run raises tens of thousands of pounds for research into trying to find treatments for muscular dystrophy. Emily Bonner, 30, who was diagnosed with limb girdle muscular dystrophy in 2014, tells us what life is like with the condition