For a while now, I’ve been having conversations with the different people in my life about getting a disabled parking permit. I didn’t want to do it at first, because I am not “disabled” and that is taking away from the people who are. I don’t want to have people stare at me all stupid like when I get out of the car and I’m not in visible terrible condition.
But I called and asked my rheumy about it yesterday (technically, it was her nurse), and they’re sending me the form with the doctor’s information completed soon.
I have mixed feelings. I’m excited to get it, but also getting it means that I am accepting more of the disease than I used to… Does that mean I am going to start giving up more? What about those looks? Or people questioning me?
Also, I have a nodule on my right big toe’s very bottom knuckle. I think it could also have something to do with my work shoes, but who knows. It aches and that toe is numb, so… yeah.