1. Is she a spastic”. An elderly lady stopped my carer and I while we were out shopping one day to ask this question directed at my carer. My carer was horrified and didn’t know what to say. I thought about hamming it up, dribbling on myself and exaggerating my slurring saying “yes, yes I am” but that would have been mean more than funny. Dear readers, please know using words like spastic and retarded to describe someone not stereotypical is really out of date and actually offensive. If you also want to ask a question about me, just ask … Continue reading Three Absurd Things You Should Never Say
Dear readers, Let me tell you two things about waiting for public disabled toilets that really get my goat, especially when I’m almost wetting or pooping my paints. To be honest, there’s a lot more than two shitty things about disabled toilets but I cannot be bothered with typing all these down. So, here we are; the two most annoying situations that I commonly encounter. 1. Young teens thinking it’s cool to have sex in the disabled toilets and casually walking out half a hour later. Seriously, did you really have to do it right there and then? If you … Continue reading What’s So Appealing About Disabled Toilets?
Dear readers, I am documenting perhaps my last ever beloved frappe from McDonalds lovingly slurped on Saturday. Well, not counting any emotional crisis and my birthday. But, yes apart from that my last ever frappe. This is one of the hardest things I’ve had to promise myself and it’s a decision that I don’t take lightly because let’s be honest I absolutely love a Maccas frappe and I’d probably live on them if I could. They’re my drug of choice. Mmm that icy sweet deliciousness with whipped cream on top is so good. Okay, back on track now. The reason … Continue reading Being disabled and having the runs.