I joined the disability march because I cannot do so physically. Chronic pain confines me to a wheelchair, a
Photo showing a woman in a wheelchair with a man kneeling beside her in front of a wall of jack-o-lanterns. The couple is on their honeymoon.
nd an allergy to sunlight keeps me indoors most of the time.
The photo was taken at sunset on the last day of our honeymoon, and I risked exposure for a minute for the photo.
After an extremely long medical fight, I finally have an appointment with a rheumatologist in July 2017 to figure out what is wrong with me (lupus is suspected, but can only be confirmed by a rheumatologist.) If the Affordable Care Act disappears, I won’t be able to afford the appointment and may never get the care I need.
I am unemployed because of my undiagnosed condition, and trapped in the house most of the time due to the sunlight allergy. Once upon a time, I was a English instructor at a college, and a reporter at a West Virginian newspaper, but all that was lost when I got sick. Now, I knit and spin yarn while waiting to see the doctor I may never get to see, if Trump has his way.
Disability March 