my day started out good. i was going to the bathroom and i heard my phone ringing while i was on the toilet. i assumed it was probably just ics checking on me or something but i checked who called me. it was the lady who i had an interview with earlier this week telling me that she wants me to work the morning shift to set up for the day and i was supposed to tell her if i was still interested. i called her back and she scheduled a training day for next monday. she told me that she was gonna send me some forms to fill out by then but if i didn't get them all filled out by next week- she'd help me when we had our meeting.
then i went to my doctor's appointment to talk to her about the medications i'm on and if i need refills. she asked me if there was anything else i needed from her. then i said, "well.. i'm thinking about how my family member and other people SUPPOSEDLY "supporting" me have been gaslighting me about the things i've already done, just so they can keep me in the same spot in life for their convenience." then i said, "they tell me to do driving lessons and i KNOW i've paid for lessons AND went to courage kenny at least twice and they fail me all the time with the excuse "NEEDS MORE THERAPY." when i was living in burnsville- there was a paraplegic who had his license and a vehicle and another guy who walked with a reverse walker who had his license and a vehicle. i'm thinking it's because i lack advocacy." then the doctor wrote in her orders to schedule an appointment with occupational therapy. she also brought up how she wondered if a cane was the appropriate choice for helping me to walk and tried to talk me into getting a walker or crutches." then i said, "I'VE ALREADY HAD SEVERAL WALKERS. THEY TAKE UP TOO MUCH ROOM." then she said we'll talk about if i can maybe use something that takes up less room but offers me more support. i'm not sure when i'm having an appointment to discuss that but as i was writing on my calendar when i got back from the appointment, i see i have a virtual occupational therapy on monday morning. i don't remember why i had that scheduled but i suppose there's only one way to find out.
then i came back from my appointment just on time for my virtual spanish lesson. it was kinda hard to hear the tutor because i THINK there's a microphone in my i-watch because he couldn't really hear me that well when i was away from the spot underneath my computer which i charge it at (my watch was plugged in- charging). i figured out what i thought was the problem and sat on the chair by my computer and spoke to him.
it frustrates me when people act like i'm stupid or unable to do things because i'm too disabled or handicapped to. who the fuck made them God to make judgments about me based on their convenience? at least in new york or boston, they have a better transportation system which makes it possible for everyone to get around and live their damn lives. it doesn't help having an unempathetic, entitled, NAIVE excuse of "support" either.
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