why is it so hard for able bodied people to believe that doctors are sometimes just incompetent? you realize doctors are people, right? people that can be bad at their job. that happens sometimes. they don't know everything because there's a piece of paper on their wall that says they're smart, actually. they can sometimes be wrong, actually. they can sometimes cut corners and take the easy way out, actually. they can sometimes hate their job and make that their patients problem, actually. doctors aren't all saints who do everything right the first time. please stop invalidating disabled people when they complain about their terrible treatment at the hands of medical professionals. please stop putting the feelings of doctors over the lives of their patients.
“We’ll figure it out together” is a love language.
Oh, and by the way, that Supreme Court ruling is where that Harry Potter money goes.
Something I think people who don’t live with chronic illness don’t understand is that there is a big difference between resting to get better and resting to avoid getting worse.
choosing to allocate spoons to hanging out and having a good time at the cost of perfectly completing all your work is not a failing it is in fact an act of survival. “too sick to work = too sick to play” is in fact ableist bullshit that you don’t have to buy into. and the fact that leisure time is treated like a privilege is a fucking travesty
wake up
deny yourself
4. phone in bed
Best things about being disabled:
Not necessarily being in a flare up, but it’s been two weeks of things not being right and each day you lose more hope that it’ll ever be okay again
All food and drinks are making you sick, even water churns your stomach
The weather can make your writhe in pain
Not being able to do anything, watching TV is exhausting, even scrolling on your phone requires a modicum of attention
Sitting upright is painful
Lying down is painful
Keeping your eyes open is effort
Wishing you could be the old you, the healthy you
Unpopular Opinion-
I’m sick to death of people telling me I’m “brave”, “strong”, “a warrior”, “a fighter”.
I am not- I’m just a person who never had a choice.
Survival is not strength. It is forced endurance.
ohhhh i despise how frequently i need to make posts like this but the work i do isn’t enough. i am about to spend so much money on bills, groceries, and hrt. i don’t expect anyone to be able to cover the $300+ that i’m about to be forced to drop. but if i cld get a little help with making it hurt less that would mean the world. i’m sorry for doing this again. thank you.
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