Sunday, October 6, 2013
my one finger's worth
more one finger barely punctuated typing...one week after breaking both arms im stir crazy already...one arm not yet in the permanent cast but a temporary one till swelling goes away...and to be certain the set of the break is still in place...
i spent this past week at my sisters place upstate...keeping a chair warm while she worked and took care of me...while i waited on reinforcements to arrive.
how hard it is for someone as independent as me to rely on others for almost everything that i have normally taken for granted? it's harder than granite rock...it leaves one humble and gives renewed respect to others who deal with disabilities every day of their lives...so think twice about your own situation and what you would do if a similar thing should happen to you...none of us are bullet proof including me. this could be you, or you, or yes even you...u cant see it but my one good finger is pointing...
i was so excited to know i would be able as a lower income blue collar worker to finally get a shot at affordable health insurance...do the reps actually think we dont want/deserve affordable care?
wth do they care or know about people like me? how dare they dismiss someone else's chance at a better life------ till you have walked a mile in my/our shoes.
my mom and other sis have arrived here so now im back home dealing with the daily rituals of life and feeling pretty damned lucky and loved. okay, that was tiring and hard to type so off i go with my pillow, straw, and one good finger.
Eleanor Roosevelt: You must do the thing you think you can not.