I feel like a mobility aid would help me a lot during my flare ups, but at the same time I don't feel like it's bad enough for me to need one and I don't want to take one from someone who needs it more
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I feel like a mobility aid would help me a lot during my flare ups, but at the same time I don't feel like it's bad enough for me to need one and I don't want to take one from someone who needs it more
I got a cane today!
(Health rant-ish below to which only helpful options are welcome♡ also its save to read and not heavy in my opinion♡♡)
How do I fit in?
It’s hard not knowing
What you are.
When there’s some who claim you belong with them,
And there’s some who say
We’re our own classification.
Our own community.
All I do know is
If I can’t hear the sand crunch,
The birds chirping,
Or the melodic piano of my favourite song
In a few years’ time,
I won’t belong anywhere I do now.
It’s a community I’ve never been allowed in
Never met another like me,
Hard of hearing,
Never met someone who struggles with identity-
At least not like this.
Never met someone who struggles
With hearing,
The thing we’re meant to be able to do from birth.
Such a simple thing,
But I’ve never been able to accept it.
How do I call myself disabled
When I still have ability?
Can I even call myself that?
I wasn’t raised in a community,
One prided by differences, joined by hard times,
I was raised by lonely thoughts.
Isolated by my differences.
How do I feel pride for something I don’t have?
How do I look at that hearing aid
With anything except questions?
[something about me being HOH]
~Poppy
So things are mostly shit right now IRL and online and I have a doctor's appointment Friday where I try to convince my doctor to fill out a tax form so I can get a disability credit and stave off starvation for another few months, and another one next week where I try to convince a psychotherapist that I need a referral to an autism psych and I'm sick of shit happening at work with a colleague and I'm tired. I'm so tired. And I'm not convinced anyone reads this, anyway. My Tumblr has been suspiciously quiet for quite awhile.
I’m questioning if I’m allowed to even call myself disabled when I don’t even like really understand what I can’t do or can do like non disabled people Yknow
i know what you are
#whatthatmean
Hiii guys
I have a question: is there a way to increase your iron but not by taking iron pills?
I struggle with low iron a lot to the point it affects my life, and I’ve tried iron pills, but it doesn’t work because I don’t take them consistently. I’m just wondering if any one else goes through this and how they manage around it
Please leave a comment because I’m really wanting to know!
Until next time!