Go read Lene over at the Seated View. She has a post up about trying to get services and supports as a disabled person. She doesn’t whine on and on about it, or even get pissed. She’s a much better person than I am. (And judging by comments, it’s a pretty universal issue.) There’s some side discussion about doctors as gods. I guess that’s universal, also. Or global. Because I haven’t gotten that far off the planet yet.
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June 22, 2009 at 12:37 am
lella
Yes, exactly. So, you become a person who thinks about the Indian cripples and how they seem to get around, and see you life as better, though different in a very basic way. And you get rid of as many doctors as you possibly can and settle for a life that is not up to an American Standard for happiness. You drop into fantasy. You also try to keep your brain alive in an alternative universe where the Medical establish does not exist.
If this makes no sense at all, it’s because it’s coming to you from an alternative universe.