Well crum. I disabled too, and I can do it! I hate hearing folk say, âIâm disabled, I canât do it!â Gives me a bad name.
$830 a month. Thatâs all that disability wouldâve paid me. So after I had my colon removed, I was able to do more than just sit on the can all day â and I went back to work. Since I need a liver transplant, the health insurance coverage is nice anyway. But I donât have time for much else than work. By the time I finish a day of doing nothing more than driving a desk, the fatigue from owning a mostly dead-liver has wiped me out so much that Iâm lucky to be able to cook dinner, much less play with my children.
But see, Iâm better that most folk. I can do more in a day than a non-disabled person can do. That is how I keep fighting to stay alive. By every day going out and proving that I am better than other people. Itâs arrogant, but it is my crutch for survival. Itâs kept me alive for seven year longer than then the doctors said I could even hope to live for when I was diagnosed. And thatâs pretty darn good in my opinion.
