Happy Anniversary of sorts to me. Ok, so it's 4 days late, but when the fuck have I done anything on time?
May 16, 1988 was when I started my new life as a woman with a disability. I became a crip, politically aware and active in the disability world, later.
I won't go into details, if you want them, ask, it's too nice a day to be sitting inside blogging and the grass needs mowing. Long story short, it involves youth, bad decisions, a fucked up worker's comp system and malpractice.
And here I am. A crip lesbian living her life, mowing the lawn, yelling at the dogs to shut up, and blogging when I get around to it.
Not such a bad deal.
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Hey, you're the most mobile crip I've ever met. Statue of Liberty be damned!
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