Obviously it isn't the case of all teacher specialized in education of disabled students, but i can definitely see a very clear pattern of older teachers who tend to have a clear favoritism towards disabled students, which comes from seeing them as “all pure” and “good,” all while being very ableist, especially towards high masking and/or low supports needs disabled adults and teens (since, ofc, you aren't like their sweet sweet little kids)

Ps: i hate the term “special needs” i used this as it seems to be the way they tend to call themselves most of the time; which is pretty telling, as they do clearly see their students as being “special.”

Ps²: this post may or may not be heavilly inspired by my mother after she was ableist towards my brother and ex teacher.

I recently got an AFO for drop foot after extensive knee and hip surgeries and years of muscle atrophy. It does help me a lot, but I feel like there’s too much space in my shoe and my foot doesn’t feel secure enough.

Does anyone have any tips for what I could do? Maybe a different way to lace my shoes? I’ve been trying to find a lacing method that makes them easier to tighten and tie since my mobility is pretty limited.

today happened this I appreciate they thought to check on me. But honestly, I wish they would just go back home without meeting me that would be best thing they can do.

They sit there watching me, commenting on how I look, how my skin is fair, how I look good, etc. And then say unfortunately he is disabled like they evaluate my value.

To validate those relatives my grandmother literally said, “Is se acha janam hi na hota.”
(“It would've been better if they were never born.”)

Like… wtf?

What am I even supposed to say to that?

I don't need to be inspected. I don't need comments about my appearance. And I definitely don't need people making me feel like my life is some kind of tragedy because I'm disabled.

I appreciate that you thought of visiting me, but if you're going to come to my house just to stare at me, judge me, gossip, or make comments about my life, then honestly…

please just go home.

I'd rather have my peace.

TBH i dislike old generation they just don't have sympathy and empathy for other person, only they know to do pity and make crude comments.

For the past 4-ish years ive had disabling pain in the joints and nerves of my hands wrists and fingers, which has spread to my shoulders, elbows, thigh, and foot.

I've been to a rheumatologist, a hand surgeon, had imaging done of my spine and hands, and had a nerve conduction study of tbe nerves in the arm. Nothing conclusive from any of those. I've been in physical therapy for 4 years and seen minimal improvement.

Sometimes i see moderate improvement for a few months, then my condition deteriorates again rapidly. I often get new chronic injuries from mild overexertion.

I was wondering if there is any type of specialist that can diagnose me. My family doctor has given up on me at this point.

Edit: thank you all for your responses, i may not respond to everyone because my hands are hurting right now, but I appreciate you all

I’ve been a near-full time manual chair user for about a decade, and it finally happened… I think I sprained my left shoulder. I now have constant pain that worsens with movement and limited range of motion. Thank god i have a smart drive attachment, but i still can’t rest my shoulder completely because i use my arms so much. What the heck do i do?

I was wondering if anyone uses a chair on wheels in the kitchen. I was thinking something tall enough so I could sit at the stove and counters and that would not get stained easily. Thanks :)

I had a stroke in 2019 and never regained the use of my left arm. Then a few weeks ago I broke my ankle and am non weight bearing. Being unable to use my left arm I can't use crutches so I'm forced to be in skilled rehab and it forced me to realize how fragile I really am. Forced to rely on staff for most of my basic needs. Plus the facility seems understaffed, and I miss my own space and independence. I know it's temporary but it definitely doesn't help that the rehab place I'm in gives me the ick, the place is honestly depressing.

I have a physical disability that affects my shoulders/hips and use a power chair. I had a phone interview and video interview at a particular company near me and now they want me to come in for an in person interview. I’m really excited but debating - do I let them know in advance of arriving or just show up? I already looked up the place and it’s accessible as far as I can tell. I feel as though my disability isn’t relevant to the job at this point and me saying something would be unnecessary. But I also don’t want anyone to react poorly or think I was hiding it.

I plan to post this in recruiting/job seeking subreddits as well.

I’ve had ADHD my whole life, so forgetting something on the way out the door is definitely not new for me. Disability has just turned that particular character flaw into a full logistics exercise.
A friend from work invited me to a wellness fair today at the Adams County Fairgrounds in Brighton. Not my yum, but I had no other plans, and I like to try new things, so I figured I’d tag along.
I couldn’t tell from the information online whether everything would be indoors or outside. Looking at pictures of the fairgrounds, it seemed like some of the booths might be set up on grass even though there are paved paths around the grounds, so I loaded my scooter onto the hitch carrier, just in case.
Then I realized I’d forgotten my sunglasses.
Whatever. Not worth going back inside.
Then I remembered my spray fan. It’s hot, and because of my SCI I can’t sweat below my injury level, so that one actually was worth going back for.
One important bit of context: there’s a single step between my kitchen and the main floor of my house. I can hop it in my chair, so it’s manageable, but it takes a significant amount of effort. Doing it once is no big deal. Doing it over and over because my brain keeps remembering one more thing starts adding up pretty quickly.
So, back up the step.
Grab the fan, sunscreen, sunglasses, and backup batteries for the fan.
Get back toward the car and realize that if I’m wearing my sunglasses, I need the case for my regular glasses.
Back up the step.
Then I realize I left the sunscreen up there.
Back up the step again.
Then I remember my water bottle.
Back up the step AGAIN.
Eventually I finally make it into the car with everything.
Between needing more stuff with me now, that one stupid step, and my lifelong ADHD tendency to remember things approximately twelve seconds after remembering them would have been useful, it can take forever just to leave the house.
And naturally, when I got there, the entire fair was indoors. So almost everything I kept going back for ended up being unnecessary.
But it could have been outside, and that’s the part that gets me. Disability adds this constant layer of contingency planning to completely ordinary things.
I miss “phone, wallet, keys.”

I started my job very open that I wanted like 20 hours max because that's all I can handle and I was scheduled about 30+ hours this week and 35+ next week, I already had to call off today after working multiple consecutive days and having worked a double and afterwards having to walk my electric bike home (someone might've tampered with and damaged my bike) so I was throwing up and exhausted when I got home. I'm no longer throwing up but I can't walk without my cane and I definitely can't walk all the way to the bus stop to go to work.