Yesterday was cold. It was one of those biting days, where the cold just sneeks in and bites you. Those are some of the worst days of my life. They cause me to cry, the pain is worse in the cold. But John and Jane Q Public look at me and they don't see the fire burning in my arm. They don't see the hours spent not sleeping, just sitting in your bed, waiting for the ability to sleep.
What is this blog about, its about those little handicapped spots, the blue area.
Yesterday, when I went to the store, I heard your little comment about "lazy" and "won't walk the extra 20 feet". When you see someone get out of their car, don't assume you know what is wrong with them. If I had done you a disservice perhaps you could be snotty, but I did nothing to you. I did not hurt you by walking across to the door. I did do my family a great service though, they had milk when I got home where before they had none as I was not able to leave home to get it. The pain was too great.
So when you see me or anyone else park in the handicapped spot and we rush into the store, don't get angry, just be grateful. Today you could shop, you could walk across the parking lot without pain. You could get a hug, rough house with your kids and not have to live with the pain.
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