So it's been a while since I've updated the blog with any health news, and as always things are progressing slowly while the journey to receive any suitable medical care is dragging behind -and it's a constant battle to keep up against the increasing de-conditioning.
Disability Aids
I suppose the main thing has been that I finally applied, and successfully managed to get, disability payments. It's still means tested, but not as harshly as job seekers, so I get a tiny bit more than I did on job seekers (Bicky works so I'm accessed on that of course). Most importantly though, it goes straight into my bank account. They also just sent me a free travel card, plus companion! Didn't have to apply for it. Delighted.
I also applied for, and received, a blue parking badge. The rollator doesn't fit in the boot unfortunately, so it can be hard to get it out from the back seat (space wise, between cars). So feeling like an absolute king with all my extra space and rollator. Outa me way, bitches. GP was shocked I hadn't already applied for one, making me feeling an utter gobshite (seriously, there's needs to a how to guide for disabled adults!).
She also said I should also really apply for something called a primary health certificate -they are hard to get, will require a medical assessment and probably an appeal, but she thinks I will get it and should have one. I've only actually heard that term for the first time a while ago, but from what I gather it makes applying for things (like disability parking permit) a lot easier... Had one of those moments of "Ah, I am so disabled". Which sounds ridiculous -I fucking write about disability for goodness sake, I just completed an art piece for an exhibition on the subject of chronic pain. My social welfare payment is called DISABILITY. Yet and all, when I'm with a GP or at a physio assessment, I'm almost... shocked, I guess, taken a back when they refer to it. I'm not in denial really... I guess I'm just dumb? LOL. Or used to it. Yeah, it's probably that.
