I've been swamped. I went to a CLE where someone said, I swear to God, "It's been a great learning lesson." Awesome. Bureaucracy rocks!
I also met some militant disability rights people who are very accusatory about my views of disability laws and their "ableist" perspectives and biases. Aren't I the one with the disability? Aren't I the one giving myself shitty shots three times a week that make me look like a pink polka dotted skin rashed pincushion freak? What is "ableist"? What does that even mean?? These people want me to (apparently) admit that because I have a medical issue versus a psychological or learning issue: (1) I'm lucky that I am able to be diagnosed within the "established mainstream medical community", and (2) I'm OBVIOUSLY not stigmatized, degraded, or discriminated against because of my diagnosis. Oh obviously!
I have to tell you, having any disease/condition/problem/disability, be it mental or physical, is basically The Suck. Who wants to trade their "psychosocial" diagnosis for my freaking incurable degenerative neurological disorder?? Bah!
Anyway, the bottom line is that people are weird. I already knew that, but it's good to have it confirmed once in awhile.
I'm getting married three weeks from Friday. Weird!
Also, I'm learning to drywall. A girl can never have too many skills to fall back on.
