There’s a saying about what happens when you assume… I’ll let you Google it. Why do people always assume that if you look healthy, then you are healthy? Every time someone makes a comment like that, it hurts twice. “You’re young, so this won’t be a problem for you.” First, I have to deal with explaining why it is a problem. Worse, it’s a reminder of what I should be able to do. Yeah, “should” doesn’t exist. I shouldn’t think about it. But most of us do, right? The “should” already haunts me. I don’t need a stranger to bring it up. For you folks without a CI, please don’t make any assumptions. Just because someone isn’t in a wheelchair, it doesn’t mean they’re completely physically, mentally, or emotionally able to do everything you think they can. I’d rather not have to print it on a t-shirt to make people aware.
Is it any of your business?
July 22, 2011So I’m sitting on the T (our subway system over here), reading a book, ignoring my surroundings. The woman next to me notices the braces on my knees and asks about them. In hindsight, I should have pretended I didn’t speak English. Stupidly, I gave her a vague answer and went back to my book. She asked another question. I gave another vague answer, then went back to my book. She offered advice (“Have you tried magnetic therapy?”) and didn’t seem to get that my health issues were really none of her business.
Why is that that people assume that if they can see your problem, then they should get to talk about it, offer advice on it, comment on it? Really, just because you can see I have something that you don’t, it doesn’t mean I want to talk to you, a complete stranger. While we’re at it, maybe I should ask you about your worst childhood experience, or your sex life. Oh, is that too private? Gee, what a shame.
And on a side note, a very pregnant woman got onto the standing-room-only train at around this time. I wanted to give her my seat, but I just couldn’t handle standing up. The nosy woman next to me never offered her seat. Luckily, someone else did. It’s nice to see there are still some considerate people.
Lucky?
July 21, 2011Once again, someone said how lucky I am to be able to park in handicapped parking spaces. Really? You really think I wouldn’t rather have the ability to walk painlessly across the parking lot or down the street? Whatever this is, it definitely isn’t luck.
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