GOTV Can Kill You: Confessions of a Disabled Organizer
[image: an Ohio Permanently Disabled placard, expired Feb 2016, sitting atop a plant in a windowsill with a yellow building across from the window]
They asked me to leave and seek medical help, so I did.
I was taking the lead on working the predictive dialer at the organization where I had a temporary campaign job for the first time in 3 months. The decision was simple: Work and pay rent/afford meds/eat, or don't work, don't eat, don't take your meds.
In hindsight the person who identified I was too sick to be working (and actually a massive liability) likely saved my life. (I'm forever grateful Karen <3)
I moved to Ohio from the SF Bay area in June of 2010 and immediately got a field job with the Ohio Coordinated Campaign. My turf was in CD 1, specifically Steve Driehaus' district. My campaign job was pretty standard. 7 day a week schedule, 9 AM - 9 PM minimum. I have Ankylosing Spondylitisâ (AS), which, if you are wondering, is an auto immune condition that hurts A LOT. EVERYWHERE.
I began doing professional organizing in January of 2003 in Philly, having been diagnosed with AS 3 years prior. It wasn't until the end of 2004 and 15,000-ish door knocks later that it came back to bite me in the ass. Or rather, bit me in the back, knees, and hips.
I remember it like yesterday. I had just gotten back from Field Directing a GOTV office in Broward County, FL with Working America and was canvassing somewhere in Montgomery Co., PA when my left knee gave out.
I hit the pavement. Ouch. And then I went ouch for a few more months until I finally accepted that my condition had won that round, and taken me out of the field. I continued working in the same field office as an office manager.
So in Columbus, Ohio that day, making calls to defeat Issue 2/S.B. 5, Karen saw my situation in a way that I was not able to. She gently asked me to leave and seek medical attention because my arm had become inflamed to the point where it was 2X its normal size, complete with black, blue, and yellow shading. The inflammation had begun in my elbow that time, and I had put my arm in the cheapest sling I could find. My arm was in backwards because my elbow was too swollen and crazy painful to be able to fit 'right-ways'.
I was able to see a doctor later that day for free, thank god. The Doc let me know that I was a few hours from septic shock and blood poisoning/infection. If I hadn't come in to see her that day I could have suffered the ultimate consequence; Death. Not cool at all.
I was in that position because:
The ACA hadn't kicked in yet and I LITERALLY could not get health insurance privately;
I didn't qualify for unemployment insurance in OH after I lost my campaign job;
I committed my whole mind and body for 6 months to a schedule no person should have to work let alone someone who is disabled with a chronic condition;
Election and Advocacy work (most, not all), intentionally or not, is built to exclude POC, PWD's, low income folks, and many others.
Fuck that, amirite?
I'm here to say three things.
The MF progressive movement needs to lead on building an active space for PWD & PWCC (people with chronic conditions). We have a lot of Organizing to do to raise the votes and voices of disabled and chronic condition folks in the USA, but first, our team needs to be the SAME TEAM as yours. And it really isn't right now.
People that GOTV or do movement work and are PWD/PWCC are amazing beacons of strength in our movement. It's time they got the respect and acknowledgement they deserve.
Voting for Hillary is voting to preserve, improve, and keep fighting for better healthcare in America. Anything less and you are flirting with (quite literally) shortening the length of my life.
So to all my PDW & PWCC's out there, I love you and respect your work and cant wait to start organizing tomorrow.
Yours in #ChronicSolidarity,
Scott Seeborg
Disabled Organizer
@scottseeborg















