This reminds me of something that happened in the store a number of years ago. I was shopping with my Mom like I used to every Saturday since I was little. While we were chatting, we immediately noticed there was a vision impaired person. We weren't sure if he was completely blind or not but it was pretty clear that he was looking for something. He kept pulling stuff out of the freezer section, looked at it for a few seconds, and then put it back. So my Mom walked up to him and politely asked if he needed any help. He said he was looking for some waffles and my Mom realized he was in the wrong part of the freezer section. My Mom politely pointed this out and pointed him towards where the correct section was. When he was there though, he asked my Mom for helping in looking for a certain brand, it was his favorite. My Mom was happy to help and quickly found what he needed. He thanked her, we said good bye, and we went our separate ways. Another is we had some disabled kids when I went to high school. One was in a wheelchair and the other had a slant to his walk. Neither of them could speak though only making grunting and noises like that. They usually had someone with them during class to help them. Now I had a cousin who was like this. So I knew that even when they were like this, they probably didn't need help all the time. I was always nice though at the least saying hi to them if they came passed me or were in my class. A few times, they would ask me for help and it took me a second to figure out what they needed. Once I did, I was happy to help them. One day, I was getting tutored by a teacher and she mentioned that she noticed some kids picking on one of the disabled kids. She immediately stopped them thankfully. I told her about my cousin and said I would have punched the kids if I saw that.
Easiest thing if you spot any disabled people and want to help them is to simply say 'lemme know if you need any assistance' kinda like what retail workers say to every customer
My son has Cerebral Palsy. While his isnt so sever that he is wheelchair bound, he still has a hard time with a lot of things. He is 9 years old and only recently started using the toilet. He can't physically dress himself, but with some work and help from therapy, I am hoping that he will be able to dress himself one day. There are a few other things that a 9 year old should be able to do that he can't rifht now, but I hope that in time and with a lot of practice, he will be a fairly normal adult who can actually do most things for himself. We otherwise treat him like we would anyone else his age. Early intervention is the key to helping these handicapped children to have the best quality of life possible.
I suffer from severe depression and social anxiety (officially diagnosed, not just having a "bad mood" or "crying for attention"). I'm on 40% disability with that. Didn't even know mental illnesses counted as disabilities. And the most irritating is the "you can get help, everything will be fine" things that psychologists, help hotlines everyone else is morally obliged to tell you. The deeper you sunk into your hole, the more irritating it gets. Yeah, is that help that pays my rent in the same room with us right now? I can't get better when the reasons that I suffer from are still there. No, meditation won't make it go away. Breathing exercises won't undo my mother's stroke or bring my brother back to life. And then there's the people who tell you to just smile and not be depressed, as if it was a choice. :D
I burst out laughing way too hard at the story of Dan in the wheel chair and the fire drill "but not to come to me for help bc we didn't practice" I embody this humor 😅😂
I am a younger disabled adult, I actually haven't experienced anyone ever really talking down to me or treating me oddly for it... I live in L.A. thou so.
I had a cerebral hemorrhage which resulted in me having a craniotomy. The scar is about 10 inches, left side of head and could be covered by my hair for the most part. If it's hot, I'm wearing my hair up, in that case no coverage. I could be talking normally to someone, not familiar with my injury, if I turn my head.. the tone changes immediately. Talk to me slower, softer. Sometimes I get so irritated I want to just freak out, change my tone, scream I love cookies and run away. Geez.
As a person who has multiple disabilities I can confirm this. I have carpal tunnel syndrome and possible arthritis in my hands. I have to wear hand braces and copper gloves. People have asked me if I was a professional fighter because of the gloves I wore. I told them that I have disabled hands. I have graphic dyspraxia and cerebral palsy. This has led me to having problems with other people. They have mistaken my cerebral palsy for being under the influence of drugs or alcohol. That because cerebral palsy has made me walk differently from other people and cause me to lose my balance and falling down to the ground. I also have speech difficulties which can be mistaken for drug or alcohol use. I have also have intellectual disability. What annoys me is when people who have stereotypes view of me as disabled person.
Due to mobility issues I've had, I own a wheelchair, and when I was using it, some people would literally try to push me across when I was crossing an intersection. It amazed me how little my boundaries were respected when I had to wheel around.
OMG right!! I needed a wheelchair for about a year after suffering neurological issues. Can get away with a walker now. Scared the FERTILIZER out of me the first time someone just started pushing me. I know they mean well but YOU ARE EFFECTIVELY KIDNAPPING ME!!
..I am so glad this has never happened to me... every stranger who has pushed me has generally either asked, or had me ask. Ugh I get freaked when my friends push me suddenly, I cannot fathom the anxiety of a stranger doing it.
I can vouch for the "you don't have autism" at 6:31. I have aspergers too and people typically fall into 1 of 3 camps. Either their cool and don't acknowledge it, they basically pick on you like a bunch of high schoolers, or they flat out won't shut up about it like the op six. I don't mind if people have questions, it only makes sense as I've been told I seem neurotypical and people are naturally curious. There is a notable line, though, between honest questions for curiosity sake and for picking on people
Not really a thing that they try to do to help, but as a blind person, it gets on my nerves when people refer to our white canes as sticks, as if they are the wooden thing that Yoda leans on, or some improvised, rudimentary tool. It’s called a white cane, or just a cane for Short. And I can be a little weird when people try to grab my arm of parent proper protocol is for the blind person to grab the sided person‘s elbow or arm, right parent, that usually doesn’t take much more than a quick and friendly correction. But something that sometimes irritates me, but it doesn’t happen as much as it used to Parent at least during summer vacation) is when people ask me if I need help getting up the stairs. This may surprise you, but apart from occasional mishaps regarding their location and number or depth/height, we are (or at least I tend to be) pretty good with stairs. Blind people don’t need to use elevators for everything. As long as we know where things are and how things need to be done, we can actually do pretty well for ourselves with enough effort and accommodation and training.
God, living my daily life as a 29yo female autistic girl, I hate it when I go to my activities and I loathe when others there talk with me as an equal. I grew up knowing I HAD to fit in. That meant not associating with others like me. I was born in Middletown, CT but lived in a town that’s more of a village if anything. I only grew up knowing that I was the only person in my entire graduating classes with Autism. And my school wasn’t the biggest. New Hampshire, especially near UNH, is not exactly a big town. Less so a big school district. So naturally, I’m not interested in being with others like me. Those like me got picked on, bullied, treated like outcasts. I chose to fit in by not associating with others like me. My mom says I’m not unlike one of my great-grandmas. I keep my private life private and my activity life in my activities only. Activity = day program services. Call it discrimination, intolerance, whatever, I am who I am. Again, I grew up having to fit in. Revealing my Autism would’ve jeopardized that back then. I have no interest in changing that. As I stated, what happend at my program services, stays there. Home life stays home and private, program life stays there at program. They do not ever intermingle.
In the interest of clarification, I get along with few people there due to it being so noisy. I get migraines and headaches, but I don’t get nauseous. Instead, the pain is quadrupled. You try being in a room with a hundred different yous all talking over each other. You’d get a headache too.
As someone who has a chronic pain condition, I sometimes use a wheelchair. I used to get a few sly glances, ya know people look...it's fine. But let me tell you they don't if I'm in my chair. There is little to no eye contact, and if someone does speak to me ITS THIS LOUD. So occasionally have the super power of invisibility all I do is add wheels.
I'm a 39yr old guy with rheumatoid arthritis. Got diagnosed with it back in 2017. For me, lyme disease triggered it. I was on an immunosuppressant for a year before I couldn't handle it anymore. So I'm considered non-compliant. My choice to not take meds. In my opinion, it's the same pig with different lipstick. But here's some things that people say/do that really pisses me off. You're too young to be in pain I have a (insert family member here) who has osteoarthritis You need to go to a pain management dr and get some good pain meds-My mom told me that. She still tries to tell me that, even after I told her that I didn't want to be hooked on them like her My wife does this, she won't ask me for help picking something up that's heavy and she will not ask for help if she can't get a jar open.
"You're too young to be in pain" ...ugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh so many times we hear this. I move slow and people hold the door open when they see how slow I move from arthritis in my back. It's like "great. Now I have to walk faster to not inconvenience you because you insist on holding the door open when I didn't ask you to." I hope you find something else that helps relieve pain. None of us deserve to feel this way but easy answers never work.
@@Avrysatos I just take those delta gummies at night to help drop the pain enough to sleep. Being in texas, that's what I can legally get. Had someone give me gummies that they made and had someone give me Oklahoma medical grade edibles, those delta gummies work better for me
@@simpleman806 I'm in Delaware. Right now i'm still able to dull pain with Iburprofen enough to get around. But in the next year or two we'll have actual marijuana shops here since we just legalized it in May of this year. I'm glad you can get some rest! I have a portable living heating pad that has also been helping me with pain since covid. by that i mean i have a dog that clings.
I have hEDS. When people tell me “move it or lose it!” You have no idea. If I “move it” I risk losing it. Possibly for days, or weeks. I can’t sit cross legged anymore due to moving too much causing stiffness. I hurt so bad all the time, I’m in physical therapy multiple times a week. The two recommendations for treatment? Mild physical therapy and rest. Physical therapy means Im more likely to need to sit to do any task you’d usually just stand for; dishes, cooking, showers, etc. I wish stretching and moving helped, but it makes everything so much worse. One wrong move and I need a mobility aid or worse.
This happend to a sales rep when I was looking into a multi ton rail lift for my business. They were in a wheelchair and these kind of decisions are done over lunch. They mentioned how they wanted to try this one place. I asked for a table so all they had to do was pull in. Well the waitress first ignored him then tried to sit me at the bar. Once we got the table only brought 1 menu. But I saw what was up and told the manager. We ordered the same stuff and guess who didn't get there food. I didn't bother to eat since when we asked about it guess who didn't put it on the order slip since she and I quote "he can't eat here cause his a cripple". The manager herd but to late since we pardon the pun we rolled out of there. We also left a cant do a 0 star review but wrote above
I can't drive and use Medicaid transportation. I had one driver aks if i needed help getting into my home. Now my current home is my late grandmothers house. Ive been navigating those two steps my whole life. I know he cant know that but I told him i was ok. But he still preceeded to help me anyway. He had actually parked in front of my parents house which is next door. And i was using my walker, not my power chair that day. So he walked from in front of my parents house to my house and up the steps at my house and held the door open. It was very sweet but so unnecessary. Lol. ABs, if we say we're good, we're good, I promise.
1:21 my mom didn’t have cerebral palsy; she had a genetic disorder active from birth in the 1940s so they said she did. Her dad didn’t have MS, he had, activating in middle age, a genetic neuromuscular disorder. (I was childhood onset but late enough to not be flagged in a nerdy girl until I was 19). I was amazed at how abled people thought a disabled woman (then used wheelchair for major shopping things) teleported with a child in tow into say the mall (which was one of the places more accessible in the pre-ADA era so that did limit abled’s exposure I guess). The height was when I was like 8 and small for my age (I am 4’11” so you can imagine…) and the clerk asked me what we wanted. In the lingerie department. The mysterious realm of pantyhose, bras, and things that more or less resemble panties (and which, when one is a grown woman in her wheelchair, is a maze of things to snag on. Especially if one wears a size combination the department has in 2 beige/white brands that don’t explode eyes of adults by their color palette and don’t self destruct in 3 washes (less a problem on a growing body I assume). I just gave my details to the clerk, who brought me my options, in the end. Much as Mom clearly stated the brand etc of why we were there (don’t worry, it was the everyday things replacement stop on our trip)
I hate how everything revolves around conversations and hospital visits. Example: I want to go to London ( you know to the museums or something) when I mention this oh it’s ok we are going to Oxford or London next week for the hospital. It’s like yeah but just for once can we do something fun that has nothing to do with my condition like just once please.
I have mobility issues and need a walker. I can lift it into and out of my car and can manoeuvre it up and down stairs…if there aren’t too many. All of you people who try to help, how about you ASK if I need help first? I know you mean well but I have a way of carting that thing up and down stairs that maintains my balance. If you take it away, I can fall.
i was tubing with friends once when my friend's mom decided that she was going to put my shoes on my feet just because i'm blind. i told her im 19 not 5 and she said now that's not polite i'm just trying to help you. it ended with the shoe almost breaking so i had to literally rip the thing away from her because she was driving me crazy.
My mama told me closed mouths don't get fed. I don't offer to help unless you ask, and if you're someone I see consistently I most definitely not offering to help because I don't want you to expect it every single time because then it will start to feel like an obligation that I'm not paid to do. So you have to ask or I'm going to assume that you got it
I was diegnoest I think it is spelt. When I was 5 with adhd and aspergers and I was still put in to a normal school. I was treated like I was a alien given the foult for things that happent that was not my falt
Might not be your diagnosies, I was blamed for everything in my family years before I was ever diagnosed. Sometimes there are adults who shouldn't be around kids who are somehow stuck with it, and so they take it out on the kids.
I am autistic and quite able to communicate but most people when finding out always talk to me as if I am stupid or just ignore me or say I am sorry or you poor thing
I don't want tovsound rude or annoyed cuz I'm not, but its pronounced spine•a bif•i·da.💜 I have it. For me its similar to what that op said. When ppl ask about it, and i tell them, they say they're sorry. Like if someone were to ask about my power chair and i inform them that i am not able to walk very far and so the chair gives more independence. Why is ur repsonse to feel sad that i have more independence? Lol I even have some family members, the ones u dont see too often, who always show amazement that i can do the most mundane things like going to the post office. When i lived in my apartment in 20s ppl helped me with the door when i wasn't visibly struggling but at the same time I would be visibly struggling, like when i was trying to find my keys with groceries in my hands, yet the other residents would sit there and watch me struggle. It was so odd. I want to add while dont mind answering questions about my disability, some do mind, so if they decline, move one. They don't owe u theyre medical diagnosis. But at the same time if u do meet someone who doesnt mind, maybe avoid certain questions, like "can u have babies?" Ive come to realize, this is just a round about way of asking if u can have sex. Which is an odd thing to ask anyone. And lastly think about how u ask something. There is nothing WRONG with us. So olease dont say "what is worng with u?" Try, "may I ask what disability u have?" And again if they decline, move on.
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This reminds me of something that happened in the store a number of years ago. I was shopping with my Mom like I used to every Saturday since I was little. While we were chatting, we immediately noticed there was a vision impaired person. We weren't sure if he was completely blind or not but it was pretty clear that he was looking for something. He kept pulling stuff out of the freezer section, looked at it for a few seconds, and then put it back. So my Mom walked up to him and politely asked if he needed any help. He said he was looking for some waffles and my Mom realized he was in the wrong part of the freezer section. My Mom politely pointed this out and pointed him towards where the correct section was. When he was there though, he asked my Mom for helping in looking for a certain brand, it was his favorite. My Mom was happy to help and quickly found what he needed. He thanked her, we said good bye, and we went our separate ways. Another is we had some disabled kids when I went to high school. One was in a wheelchair and the other had a slant to his walk. Neither of them could speak though only making grunting and noises like that. They usually had someone with them during class to help them. Now I had a cousin who was like this. So I knew that even when they were like this, they probably didn't need help all the time. I was always nice though at the least saying hi to them if they came passed me or were in my class. A few times, they would ask me for help and it took me a second to figure out what they needed. Once I did, I was happy to help them. One day, I was getting tutored by a teacher and she mentioned that she noticed some kids picking on one of the disabled kids. She immediately stopped them thankfully. I told her about my cousin and said I would have punched the kids if I saw that.
Easiest thing if you spot any disabled people and want to help them is to simply say 'lemme know if you need any assistance' kinda like what retail workers say to every customer
Also it is appreciated greatly cause I feel awkward as heck randomly asking a stranger for help, but if they offer... (Wheelchair user here.)
My son has Cerebral Palsy. While his isnt so sever that he is wheelchair bound, he still has a hard time with a lot of things. He is 9 years old and only recently started using the toilet. He can't physically dress himself, but with some work and help from therapy, I am hoping that he will be able to dress himself one day. There are a few other things that a 9 year old should be able to do that he can't rifht now, but I hope that in time and with a lot of practice, he will be a fairly normal adult who can actually do most things for himself. We otherwise treat him like we would anyone else his age. Early intervention is the key to helping these handicapped children to have the best quality of life possible.
Story 4, start talking to them like they're children. Throw back at them then when they ask why you're doing it, tell them "Now you know how I feel".
I suffer from severe depression and social anxiety (officially diagnosed, not just having a "bad mood" or "crying for attention"). I'm on 40% disability with that. Didn't even know mental illnesses counted as disabilities. And the most irritating is the "you can get help, everything will be fine" things that psychologists, help hotlines everyone else is morally obliged to tell you. The deeper you sunk into your hole, the more irritating it gets. Yeah, is that help that pays my rent in the same room with us right now? I can't get better when the reasons that I suffer from are still there. No, meditation won't make it go away. Breathing exercises won't undo my mother's stroke or bring my brother back to life. And then there's the people who tell you to just smile and not be depressed, as if it was a choice. :D
Thank you for the heart, Rufus. I dragged myself down a little with that comment and, honestly, being seen and understood helps the most.
I burst out laughing way too hard at the story of Dan in the wheel chair and the fire drill "but not to come to me for help bc we didn't practice" I embody this humor 😅😂
I feel like it's a touchy topic. We were raised to help people in need, but it's necessary to not cross that person's boundaries.
I am a younger disabled adult, I actually haven't experienced anyone ever really talking down to me or treating me oddly for it... I live in L.A. thou so.
It's more the whole thing of doing it without asking first. Or when there are those who don't take "no thank you" for an answer. Lol
@@ginabell694 yeah. I guess asking first it's the aways the first thing to do.
As autistic trans women. I could say a lot thing that seeing or heard to me. And they have less ideal of what I am abled to do.
I had a cerebral hemorrhage which resulted in me having a craniotomy. The scar is about 10 inches, left side of head and could be covered by my hair for the most part. If it's hot, I'm wearing my hair up, in that case no coverage. I could be talking normally to someone, not familiar with my injury, if I turn my head.. the tone changes immediately. Talk to me slower, softer. Sometimes I get so irritated I want to just freak out, change my tone, scream I love cookies and run away. Geez.
Glad you're still here❤
I would love if someone screamed I love cookies at me lol
As a person who has multiple disabilities I can confirm this. I have carpal tunnel syndrome and possible arthritis in my hands. I have to wear hand braces and copper gloves. People have asked me if I was a professional fighter because of the gloves I wore. I told them that I have disabled hands. I have graphic dyspraxia and cerebral palsy. This has led me to having problems with other people. They have mistaken my cerebral palsy for being under the influence of drugs or alcohol. That because cerebral palsy has made me walk differently from other people and cause me to lose my balance and falling down to the ground. I also have speech difficulties which can be mistaken for drug or alcohol use. I have also have intellectual disability. What annoys me is when people who have stereotypes view of me as disabled person.
Due to mobility issues I've had, I own a wheelchair, and when I was using it, some people would literally try to push me across when I was crossing an intersection. It amazed me how little my boundaries were respected when I had to wheel around.
OMG right!! I needed a wheelchair for about a year after suffering neurological issues. Can get away with a walker now. Scared the FERTILIZER out of me the first time someone just started pushing me. I know they mean well but YOU ARE EFFECTIVELY KIDNAPPING ME!!
..I am so glad this has never happened to me... every stranger who has pushed me has generally either asked, or had me ask. Ugh I get freaked when my friends push me suddenly, I cannot fathom the anxiety of a stranger doing it.
I can vouch for the "you don't have autism" at 6:31. I have aspergers too and people typically fall into 1 of 3 camps. Either their cool and don't acknowledge it, they basically pick on you like a bunch of high schoolers, or they flat out won't shut up about it like the op six. I don't mind if people have questions, it only makes sense as I've been told I seem neurotypical and people are naturally curious. There is a notable line, though, between honest questions for curiosity sake and for picking on people
Story 4 - I'm also Autistic. Yeeeah, the condenscending speech is... Blarg
Demanding money everytime I'm treated like a child, maybe I should try that.
Not really a thing that they try to do to help, but as a blind person, it gets on my nerves when people refer to our white canes as sticks, as if they are the wooden thing that Yoda leans on, or some improvised, rudimentary tool. It’s called a white cane, or just a cane for Short. And I can be a little weird when people try to grab my arm of parent proper protocol is for the blind person to grab the sided person‘s elbow or arm, right parent, that usually doesn’t take much more than a quick and friendly correction. But something that sometimes irritates me, but it doesn’t happen as much as it used to Parent at least during summer vacation) is when people ask me if I need help getting up the stairs. This may surprise you, but apart from occasional mishaps regarding their location and number or depth/height, we are (or at least I tend to be) pretty good with stairs. Blind people don’t need to use elevators for everything. As long as we know where things are and how things need to be done, we can actually do pretty well for ourselves with enough effort and accommodation and training.
God, living my daily life as a 29yo female autistic girl, I hate it when I go to my activities and I loathe when others there talk with me as an equal. I grew up knowing I HAD to fit in. That meant not associating with others like me. I was born in Middletown, CT but lived in a town that’s more of a village if anything. I only grew up knowing that I was the only person in my entire graduating classes with Autism. And my school wasn’t the biggest. New Hampshire, especially near UNH, is not exactly a big town. Less so a big school district. So naturally, I’m not interested in being with others like me. Those like me got picked on, bullied, treated like outcasts. I chose to fit in by not associating with others like me. My mom says I’m not unlike one of my great-grandmas. I keep my private life private and my activity life in my activities only. Activity = day program services. Call it discrimination, intolerance, whatever, I am who I am. Again, I grew up having to fit in. Revealing my Autism would’ve jeopardized that back then. I have no interest in changing that. As I stated, what happend at my program services, stays there. Home life stays home and private, program life stays there at program. They do not ever intermingle.
In the interest of clarification, I get along with few people there due to it being so noisy. I get migraines and headaches, but I don’t get nauseous. Instead, the pain is quadrupled. You try being in a room with a hundred different yous all talking over each other. You’d get a headache too.
easy trick: Presume competence.
Just FoCus
As someone who has a chronic pain condition, I sometimes use a wheelchair. I used to get a few sly glances, ya know people look...it's fine. But let me tell you they don't if I'm in my chair. There is little to no eye contact, and if someone does speak to me ITS THIS LOUD. So occasionally have the super power of invisibility all I do is add wheels.
2:24 This "Dan"... did he happen to be a lieutenant?
I'm a 39yr old guy with rheumatoid arthritis. Got diagnosed with it back in 2017. For me, lyme disease triggered it. I was on an immunosuppressant for a year before I couldn't handle it anymore. So I'm considered non-compliant. My choice to not take meds. In my opinion, it's the same pig with different lipstick. But here's some things that people say/do that really pisses me off.
You're too young to be in pain
I have a (insert family member here) who has osteoarthritis
You need to go to a pain management dr and get some good pain meds-My mom told me that. She still tries to tell me that, even after I told her that I didn't want to be hooked on them like her
My wife does this, she won't ask me for help picking something up that's heavy and she will not ask for help if she can't get a jar open.
"You're too young to be in pain" ...ugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh so many times we hear this.
I move slow and people hold the door open when they see how slow I move from arthritis in my back. It's like "great. Now I have to walk faster to not inconvenience you because you insist on holding the door open when I didn't ask you to."
I hope you find something else that helps relieve pain. None of us deserve to feel this way but easy answers never work.
@@Avrysatos I just take those delta gummies at night to help drop the pain enough to sleep. Being in texas, that's what I can legally get. Had someone give me gummies that they made and had someone give me Oklahoma medical grade edibles, those delta gummies work better for me
@@simpleman806 I'm in Delaware. Right now i'm still able to dull pain with Iburprofen enough to get around. But in the next year or two we'll have actual marijuana shops here since we just legalized it in May of this year. I'm glad you can get some rest! I have a portable living heating pad that has also been helping me with pain since covid. by that i mean i have a dog that clings.
I have hEDS. When people tell me “move it or lose it!” You have no idea. If I “move it” I risk losing it. Possibly for days, or weeks. I can’t sit cross legged anymore due to moving too much causing stiffness. I hurt so bad all the time, I’m in physical therapy multiple times a week. The two recommendations for treatment? Mild physical therapy and rest. Physical therapy means Im more likely to need to sit to do any task you’d usually just stand for; dishes, cooking, showers, etc. I wish stretching and moving helped, but it makes everything so much worse. One wrong move and I need a mobility aid or worse.
This happend to a sales rep when I was looking into a multi ton rail lift for my business. They were in a wheelchair and these kind of decisions are done over lunch. They mentioned how they wanted to try this one place. I asked for a table so all they had to do was pull in. Well the waitress first ignored him then tried to sit me at the bar. Once we got the table only brought 1 menu. But I saw what was up and told the manager. We ordered the same stuff and guess who didn't get there food. I didn't bother to eat since when we asked about it guess who didn't put it on the order slip since she and I quote "he can't eat here cause his a cripple". The manager herd but to late since we pardon the pun we rolled out of there. We also left a cant do a 0 star review but wrote above
I can't drive and use Medicaid transportation. I had one driver aks if i needed help getting into my home. Now my current home is my late grandmothers house. Ive been navigating those two steps my whole life. I know he cant know that but I told him i was ok. But he still preceeded to help me anyway. He had actually parked in front of my parents house which is next door. And i was using my walker, not my power chair that day. So he walked from in front of my parents house to my house and up the steps at my house and held the door open. It was very sweet but so unnecessary. Lol. ABs, if we say we're good, we're good, I promise.
1:21 my mom didn’t have cerebral palsy; she had a genetic disorder active from birth in the 1940s so they said she did. Her dad didn’t have MS, he had, activating in middle age, a genetic neuromuscular disorder. (I was childhood onset but late enough to not be flagged in a nerdy girl until I was 19). I was amazed at how abled people thought a disabled woman (then used wheelchair for major shopping things) teleported with a child in tow into say the mall (which was one of the places more accessible in the pre-ADA era so that did limit abled’s exposure I guess). The height was when I was like 8 and small for my age (I am 4’11” so you can imagine…) and the clerk asked me what we wanted. In the lingerie department. The mysterious realm of pantyhose, bras, and things that more or less resemble panties (and which, when one is a grown woman in her wheelchair, is a maze of things to snag on. Especially if one wears a size combination the department has in 2 beige/white brands that don’t explode eyes of adults by their color palette and don’t self destruct in 3 washes (less a problem on a growing body I assume). I just gave my details to the clerk, who brought me my options, in the end. Much as Mom clearly stated the brand etc of why we were there (don’t worry, it was the everyday things replacement stop on our trip)
I hate how everything revolves around conversations and hospital visits.
Example: I want to go to London ( you know to the museums or something) when I mention this oh it’s ok we are going to Oxford or London next week for the hospital. It’s like yeah but just for once can we do something fun that has nothing to do with my condition like just once please.
I have mobility issues and need a walker. I can lift it into and out of my car and can manoeuvre it up and down stairs…if there aren’t too many. All of you people who try to help, how about you ASK if I need help first? I know you mean well but I have a way of carting that thing up and down stairs that maintains my balance. If you take it away, I can fall.
Also, if they ask, it helps people like me who often actually do need some help here and there.
i was tubing with friends once when my friend's mom decided that she was going to put my shoes on my feet just because i'm blind. i told her im 19 not 5 and she said now that's not polite i'm just trying to help you. it ended with the shoe almost breaking so i had to literally rip the thing away from her because she was driving me crazy.
My mama told me closed mouths don't get fed. I don't offer to help unless you ask, and if you're someone I see consistently I most definitely not offering to help because I don't want you to expect it every single time because then it will start to feel like an obligation that I'm not paid to do. So you have to ask or I'm going to assume that you got it
Whoever is doing these pronunciations, grrr! SPINE-A BIF A DUH!
I gave up years ago feeling any annoyance at TH-camrs who mispronounce some suuuuuper common words regularly...
I was diegnoest I think it is spelt. When I was 5 with adhd and aspergers and I was still put in to a normal school. I was treated like I was a alien given the foult for things that happent that was not my falt
Might not be your diagnosies, I was blamed for everything in my family years before I was ever diagnosed. Sometimes there are adults who shouldn't be around kids who are somehow stuck with it, and so they take it out on the kids.
I am autistic and quite able to communicate but most people when finding out always talk to me as if I am stupid or just ignore me or say I am sorry or you poor thing
The best way too get into our lifestyle is too look up a comic by the name of Nathan Hurd
The lifestyle of blind people, yes?
Game?
A degree in gender studies. LOL.
I don't want tovsound rude or annoyed cuz I'm not, but its pronounced spine•a bif•i·da.💜 I have it. For me its similar to what that op said. When ppl ask about it, and i tell them, they say they're sorry. Like if someone were to ask about my power chair and i inform them that i am not able to walk very far and so the chair gives more independence. Why is ur repsonse to feel sad that i have more independence? Lol I even have some family members, the ones u dont see too often, who always show amazement that i can do the most mundane things like going to the post office. When i lived in my apartment in 20s ppl helped me with the door when i wasn't visibly struggling but at the same time I would be visibly struggling, like when i was trying to find my keys with groceries in my hands, yet the other residents would sit there and watch me struggle. It was so odd.
I want to add while dont mind answering questions about my disability, some do mind, so if they decline, move one. They don't owe u theyre medical diagnosis. But at the same time if u do meet someone who doesnt mind, maybe avoid certain questions, like "can u have babies?" Ive come to realize, this is just a round about way of asking if u can have sex. Which is an odd thing to ask anyone. And lastly think about how u ask something. There is nothing WRONG with us. So olease dont say "what is worng with u?" Try, "may I ask what disability u have?" And again if they decline, move on.