I need every single person to understand how horrible tumblr’s tagging system is
I go into the tag for epilepsy and its all flashing lights. We can’t use our own tag because people without epilepsy fill it up with improper warnings.
Use ‘flashing’ in place of ‘epilepsy’ in your tags. You aren’t warning people of epileptics, you’re warning us of flashing lights. Please please tag properly. Epileptics say this endlessly and constantly and it’s ignored. You are risking lives by doing this.
Here’s proof of what I mean:
Some people don’t want to hear this but sometimes accessibility is not sustainable or eco-friendly. Disabled people sometimes need straws, or pre-made meals in plastic containers, or single-use items. Just because you can work with your foods in their least processed and packaged form doesn’t mean everyone else can.
people who assign morality to disabilities: you are not above becoming disabled. you will do everything right and you might still find that one day you are not able-bodied anymore. disability and morality have no correlation.
me: ive been bedbound for six months
dr: have u tried getting up?
me:
dr: being upright is good for u to prevent deconditioning
me:
dr:
me: it was in fact the first thing i tried
You should be able to say “don’t touch me” to anyone ever in any context and not have it be considered in the realm of surprising or insulting imho if we ever needed to normalize something it’s this
Sometimes, I still feel so able bodied.
Like the aches and pains are quiet for just a moment long enough for me to remember what freedom I used to have. It's almost like if I yearn for it hard enough, I can have the old me back. The me that could still achieve all my dreams. The me that had no idea what was coming and how much it would all cost me.
Somedays, I still feel the urge to live the way I could before. Carefree and boundless. God, I can almost taste it.
Does anyone else feel like they kind of have to train their able-bodied friends?
I know that sounds fucked up, but y'all know what I mean. Teaching them things like "slow down" and how to let me set the pace when we're walking, or how and when to offer help, or a HUGE pet peeve of mine: taking the ramp with me instead of splitting off to take the stairs.
I know they're not dogs, but y'all gotta admit that they do take some training.
giving birth sucks tbh. not only do you and the baby you’re birthing almost die, usually you shit yourself and often you tear your taint. then you have to push an organ out of your body (placenta) and if even a little of that remains in your body, you can hemorrhage to death or develop an infection that essentially rots your body from the inside out. even if you had a relatively “easy birth”, you bleed for weeks on end. even after that stops, your body and brain is changed for the rest of your life, the pregnancy leeched minerals from your bones, that can cause osteoporosis later. minor urinary incontinence is not uncommon, brain scans of people who gave birth show permanent changes in their brain, you’re never quite the same.
I say all of this not to say giving birth is disgusting but it is a harrowing and visceral experience. society downplays how fucking awful it is and makes it out to be a ~magical~ experience but it isn’t a magical transformative experience for everyone. it can be an extremely traumatic experience for someone who wanted to carry a pregnancy to term, much more so for someone who did not want to be pregnant in the first place or someone who knows their baby won’t survive the birth. anyway, abortion is a right. pregnancy and birth aren’t just inconvenient, it’s fucking awful.
you know as disabled people it's actually pretty scary that you can't trust your doctors. like people who have medical trauma or distrust or dislike doctors and nurses aren't doing it for fun. we need these guys to help with our lives. we need healthcare to stay alive or to stop from getting worse, or to function at all. but often when you're dismissed and not communicated with you're left floundering and often have to make decisions yourself without that specialist knowledge. sometimes doctors know less than you about your disability anyway. sometimes they're wrong and give you advice that's detrimental to what you need or want, and you kinda have to just trust that the next guy is also not wrong. i think we're pretty lucky if we can find other people with our condition who are well researched in it. but i still think that uncertainty is something that disabled people shouldn't have to navigate