this is 90% of why my blog says “i dont know how to use tumblr but im learning.” what the hell is this and how am i supposed to know
*gently takes you into my arms*
hey. hey. go put a slice of gouda and some crushed up chips in your mac and cheese. things are gonna be alright someday. maybe soon. maybe they already are.
it's really weird having a first dog be blind and then getting a second who can see...like how was I supposed to be prepared for this.
this creature can perceive when I put the treats up on the high shelf. or when I hide stuff behind my back. I can't fool her!! she's always watching me and she shouldn't have this much knowledge!!!
I walk around at night and I shine my flash light directly into her eyes and I'll just be standing there staring at her weird blue orbs for like 5 seconds until I realize it's probably extremely annoying to her, because she has eyes!! I'll turn on the light in the room and she gruffs and grumbles like ?? oh right!! light wakes you up!! the fuck??
also remember that there is no enforcement office for the ADA like there are for other similar government acts! the burden of enforcing ADA is placed entirely on disabled people and our lawyers.
the ADA simply defines grounds for lawsuit. that’s all it does. the ADA is the bare. fucking. minimum.
happy 34th anniversary of americans with disabilities act (ADA)! remember ADA is bare minimum!
Petrus Camper, Dutch physician who invented the term “extinct” and the field of anthropology as distinct from natural history. gender
ur government assigned gender for the day is the first thing u get when u click this link to a randomised wikipedia article. NO REROLLS . i am the trollsteineggje mountain in norway
me, autistic, so horny I could explode: I miss rules and tasks
Constantly in awe at what people can survive and how they can be so nice even after all that
the psych facility I stayed in at 17 didn’t give me a room due to my being a wheelchair user.
i was forced to sleep on an air mattress on the floor in the dayroom of the psych facility because they were “afraid i would fall”.
the dayroom was the “hub” of the facility. i had to try to sleep while patients were getting prepped for admission at the desk only a few feet from me. while people were getting blood drawn, meds administered, etc. i barely slept.
they also didn’t let me bring my own wheelchair in, and made me use a hospital wheelchair which was not fit to my orthopedic needs. my shoulders still ache when i see one of those fucking rust buckets.
psychiatric care is not safe for physically disabled people. if i have another mental health crisis, I will choose anything over going back to one of those places. i would rather die by my own hand than go back there and be subjected to that kind of treatment again.
inpatient psychiatric care is typically only for physically nondisabled people.
psych facilities will often simply turn you away if you have mobility aids or specific medical or access needs they are unwilling to meet. i have also heard stories of them doing things like taking away people's communication devices.
institutional psychiatric 'care' is a mixed blessing at best, but since it's what we have, it should be available to everyone who needs it. people with non-psychiatric disabilities are more likely than average, not less, to need this type of care. but it is often not available for us.
• this user has complicated feelings about being physically disabled
Im so tired of trump diaper jokes. So fucking tired. Maga people don't care, trump doesn't care, the people who have to wear incontinence products for medical reasons though? We notice and we care.
I think it’s really unfair that I (a person who needs to feel loved all the time) am so incredibly hard to love.
21 yo physically + cognitively disabled dogboy. complicatedly and tentatively plural. disability awareness/advocacy and sometimes kink posts. artist and musician who likes to wax poetic about silly things.
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