Disability Medical Reasons != Medical Reasons?

PM From ***: hey hey question!!!!!! I just saw your newest pics earlier XD is that you in the wheelchair?
PM Sent To ***: "Yup."
PM From ***: Lol. I didnt know you use a wheelchair lol
PM Sent To ***: "Well, I do. :P"
PM From ***: Lol. How come?
PM Sent To ***: "Because they're totally awesome. All the cool kids do it. ;)"
PM Sent To ***: "*cough* I mean uhh, here, have a link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ehlers-Danl os_syndrome"
PM Sent To ***: "(minus the space that TLR chat adds)"
PM From ***: Lol. All you had to say was that its medical reasons why =P
PM Sent To ***: "...Well, who the hell uses one for non-medical reasons? And what the hell ARE those reasons?"
PM From ***: Lol. I meant like disability medical reasons LOL. Ive used one cause I couldnt walk fast enough cause of my surgery LOL.
PM Sent To ***: "That's...still a medical reason."
PM From ***: XD haha. But i def didnt know lol. its cool actually lol

Uhhh...I really don't know how to feel about this conversation. At all.

EDIT: after an attempt at explaining:

PM From ***: Awwwws. Lol. Leasnt your not depressed over it (as far as I can tell) lol

Aaand another gem:

PM From ***: Hahahaha. if you like sports you shuld enter the special olympics XD

That last one would be a lot more forgiveable if I had ever once said to her that I liked sports, or even implied it. Or talked about them at all.

PM Sent To ***: "I've never liked sports. >.>"
PM From ***: LOL Okay then HAHA
PM From ***: Lol. Least your not depressed =P thats all that counts XD haha

...I give up.

Well, She Doesn't Usually, But Then She Doesn't Usually Get Poked In The Face Either

Little kid: Is that your dog?
Me: Yes
Kid: Does it bite?
Me: No, she'll only playbite if you're wrestling with her.
Kid: *proceeds to poke Moxie in the face with a stick*
Moxie: *runs away scared*
Me: Please don't do that. She's only a baby and she's scared.
Kid: *chases, still trying to poke stick in her eyes*
Moxie: Grrrrr
Kid: *continues poking her in the face*
Me: Could you please stop that? She doesn't like it!
Kid: *pokes her in the face*
Moxie: *bites, but not hard*
Kid: YOU SAID SHE WOULDN'T BITE! *runs away crying*
Me: ...

I Think I Preferred The Sales Calls

So, there's a knock on the door, and I'm home alone so I have to get up to answer it despite feeling very faint and not very steady on my feet (and still being in my pyjamas). I'm not best pleased about this but figure 'hey, it could be a parcel!' (I get all excited about them)

Guy at door: *speaking very quickly* Hello! I'm with the British Red Cross!
Me: *tries to get a word in edgeways to say that I have no money to give them* I'm sorry, I-
Guy: *still speaking quickly* Don't worry! We're not after your money! I just wanted to tell you about the vital work that we do around here! You're probably not aware of this but did you know that within a three-mile radius of your home there are roughly twenty sick or disabled people who need our help?!
Me: *finding it very difficult to stay standing* Actually, I-
Guy: We're on constant alert for these people in case they fall or faint or have strokes or accidents in their home!
Me: *worried I'm about to faint, finding it very difficult to concentrate on what he's saying* ...
Guy: *carries on ranting about disabled people to me* (lack of comprehension prevents me from telling you what he was saying here)
Me: *tries to get another word in edgeways* Excu-
Guy: *talks over me*
Me: ... *gives up and leans against wall to try and keep balance and consciousness*
Guy: *finally finishes rant* So, have you been out at work today or are you just having a leisurely day off?
Me: Actually, I don't work, as I'm disabled myself, and I *really* quite badly need to go sit down now. *stumbles back a few steps to collapse on the wheelchair behind me*
Guy: ...
Me: ... *too busy waiting for get my head to settle down and my blood pressure to normalise to talk*
Guy: Uhh, I'm very sorry. *walks off*

Sometimes Sales Calls Amuse Me

Salesperson: Hi this is **** from 3 the phone company. Can I just ask if you're on pay as you go or contract?
Me: Neither. I don't have a mobile.
Salesperson: ... *looking through script*
Me: ...
Salesperson: Uhhh...Uhmmm... *panicking as this response isn't in there*
Me: ...
Salesperson: ...Does anyone else in your house have one?
Me: No! *lying*
Salesperson: Oh, well, thank you very much for your time! *hangs up*

I ran out of words

...but it's okay, because Rambo understands me anyway.

Me: Sugar?
Rambo: What?
Me: Su...gar? *holds out mug*
Rambo: Okay, I'll go put the kettle on. *takes mug*
Me: Sugah!
Rambo: Do you need me to put some words in this?
Me: Sugar? *headtilt*
Rambo: You want words in your tea, or are you just low on blood sugar?
Me: Sugarrrrr.
Rambo: Well, you seem to be down to your last word, so I'll put some words in this.
Me: Sugah! *smiles*
Rambo: (to Moxie) Do you have any words for your Mommy?
Moxie: *shakes self*
Rambo: So that's a no, then?
Me: NO! SUGAH!
Rambo: *laughs, and goes off to make tea*

March 26

I couldn't make it to the march today, but I've been cheering you all on and watching news and twitter feeds. I'm so proud of you all and so glad that I can still watch from my sofa. Here's a collection of the best pics from twitter today. <3

And a song to listen to while you look through:



Trojan horse in Oxford Circus
I was told there would be biscuits
There are no short cuts to anywhere worth going/Don't ruin my future/How do you sleep at night?
I wish my boyfriend was as dirty as your policies
Cutting is for emo kids
David: How on earth do you sleep at night?
Now you've pissed off Grandma
Listen to the people's rage
Let this be a sign!
Dear Con Dems, this relationship just isn't working for me
Can't cut this, Gideon
Coincidence? I think not
David & George, sitting in a tree, C-U-T-T-I-N-G
ConDems - putting the 'n' into 'cuts'
Lies lies lies
The Cunt
Marching on behalf of those that can't
Resist, Protest, Occupy (drink tea)
Torys are a pain in the arts
White male Northern middle-class post-graduate science students against the cuts!
It's a trap!
Close tax loopholes, not schools, pools + hospitools
Please look after this country, thank you
It's my birthday! If you are going to kettle me there had better be cake involved!
Stop cutting ker now
People actually hate you!
Cut yourself
Bury action group - No cuts to jobs or services
Even the Count knows this doesn't add up!
Why did Nick Clegg cross the road? Because he said he wouldn't.
Let them eat cake, Con Dem the poor
Liverpool remembers
Yucky government
Does anyone else miss Gordon?
[citation needed]
Our society is bigger than your society
Oi! Tories! Leave our cake alone!
Generation for change / There is a better way
Save our NHS a sign of Civilization
Same boat my arse
Governments can be toppled
Ow man, ya divin knaarr wat ya deein
My sign's shit. So are your policies
Fucked from the start

If anyone has any more - please share in the comments!

Argh!

Some neighbourhood kids keep knocking on my door and running away. Every time they do it I hurt myself getting up and to the door and the puppy goes crazy barking. They've been doing it for weeks. I've asked around, and they're not doing it to anyone else but me, and I just don't fucking know why. What is so wrong with me that they feel the need to do this? I'm sure they don't realise how much they're physically hurting me, but even so it's not very nice and I just...I've never done anything to them. I don't think I've ever even met them. I don't know. I have a terrible memory. But I don't recall ever meeting/seeing/saying a word to these kids, so why are they singling me out for this?

I am actually crying over this. That is ridiculous. But I am in so much fucking pain from getting up to go to the door and calming the puppy down five times in the last hour and I have a horrible headache from all the fucking noise and I just can't take it anymore. Please make it stop.

...Why me?