For various reasons I went out yesterday without the fugly clown shoe like cast shoes on top of my casts
I went to the supermarket. I was wearing my red skirt which perfectly matches my red casts. Because clearly, matching your clothes and casts is important (unless I want to wear my favourite skirt which clashes but I love, that is...)
And whilst I was in there a woman I didn't know stopped me and asked what I'd done to need the casts.
I said, nothing, there's nothing wrong with them.
And she made it clear that was a totally unacceptable answer.
I just went "it's a fashion statement"
And she gave me a dirty look. But she didn't get a chance to say anything other than to call bye to my back as I moved away.
I am more than happy to talk to people about being disabled and answer questions. I always have been. But only if they are asked for legitimate reasons.
My life is not public property. Being disabled, using a chair and having my legs in casts don't people the right to ask questions simply to satisfy their own nosy tendencies. But when I refuse to answer, people are put out.
It did feel good to put her in her place and especially to be flippant whilst doing so.
1 comment:
Great post! That woman had a lot of nerve! Like you said, I'll answer any questions about my disability so long as it's a 'normal' question and related. That woman sounded annoyed about your red casts, as if you were wearing casts to match your skirt & not because you needed the casts and chose for them to be red.
She reminds me of the people who stand a little away from me, whisper and point, "what's wrong with her?" "What do you think happened to her?" Um...hello, I can hear you...if you ask I will tell you, if you stand there. pont at me and whisper, I'm going to tell you it was a shark bite or a skiing accident!
I'm Amt, by the way. I have a blog at http://amyisdisabled.blogspot.com/ and http://homeofaimala.blogspot.com/
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