PIP Tribunal

TL;DR: Got enhanced daily living, enhanced mobility PIP until December 2020. We won.

Today was not the nicest day for travel, being cold and snowing. Hot water bottle and hand warmer were much needed, along with winter weather stuff. Got there 15 minutes early, which is good going for us, especially as Johan had to push me (the hardest bit being unavoidable no matter how we travelled). When we arrived they were reviewing the evidence, which Johan had read and I kinda knew the existence of (being too ill to read most of it myself). Got called in not long after.

The tribunal itself went fine. They asked that I answered the questions if possible, but Johan could take over if needed and was given time to add to my answers. They were only concentrating on a couple of descriptors as we provided so much evidence. Some questioning about my DLA history as that wasn’t provided by the DWP (and Johan didn’t know it all as some was before he knew me). Mostly questions on mobility and using my shower chair/washing. I was struggling near the end but they asked Johan to add anything he wanted and then we were asked to leave while they discussed it (though I told Johan I was boaty and then had to describe what that meant for the record – dizzy and like everything is moving). The tribunal panel were nice and understanding, which probably helped me be able to contribute so much.

During the wait I had my eye mask on while Johan was going on about how it was the hardest bit. Not long after we were called in and told the decision. Being told that they only changed the points in a few of the descriptors because they stopped at 12 was pretty awesome. I’m now on enhanced daily living and enhanced mobility, going from standard daily living and no mobility, so it’s a big change. My reassessment date is December 2020, which is fair enough as my condition has changed quite a bit in the last few years (mostly for the worse, but I’m optimistic that’ll it be better soon).

Getting home was interesting. The snow was heavier and was sticking more, which is not ideal for wheelchairs. The hardest part was the ramp going from the street up to the ramp to the front door – it’s hard on a good day because it’s so steep, and with no grip it’s horrendous. I ended up helping to push to get through the worst of it, as without the wheels were just slipping and we were making no progress. I was scared we’d have to contact someone to help (no idea who), but between us we made it until Johan could manage by himself again.

Once home, back in bed and mostly sorted, Johan read the tribunal report to me. A couple of the changed descriptors still aren’t entirely accurate, but I got enough points so don’t care. I’ll need to eat and calm down before I can rest as I’m running on adrenaline, but I’m very happy.

I know I’m going to pay for today soon (especially the wheelchair pushing) but it was definitely worth it. It would have been much harder for me mentally to not be there, so worth any payback I get. Hopefully it’ll stop the nightmares that I’ll get it all taken away at least for a bit.

We fought the DWP and we won.