Content warning: Ableism This post is proving surprisingly painful to write. I’ve cared a lot about the environment and made a lot of progress in doing things in a more environmentally friendly way in the past. It’s been very hard to reconcile that with my drastically altered needs as a chronically ill person, and the … Continue reading Chronic Illness vs the Environment
In which I get a stairlift and while it’s better than having no stairlift it isn’t ideal and is a good reminder of how disabled people are so often forced to accept second best. This stairlift has turned into rather a saga. First the delivery lorry broke down and the provider decided it was reasonable … Continue reading My Stairlift: Delight and Disappointment
In which I talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. No, wait, spoons. Just spoons. A spoon is a simple thing: a small bowl on the end of a handle. But in the last few years the word has come to mean much more than that. It … Continue reading Speaking of Spoons
People tell me I’m strong all the time and it always bothered me in that small squirmy way where you aren't quite sure why you dislike the thing, just that you do. Here, I’ve finally thought my way through the problem and discovered that there are a few reasons I am uncomfortable with being called … Continue reading When You Call Me Strong, Who Do You Think Is Weak?