I join the disability march because I need to make a stand: I cannot walk far but I want to be counted. Instead of sadness – I celebrate my  ability to participate in any way possible. The more of us – the more a feeling of synergy grows. I don’t join the march as an artist but as a PWD – person with diabetes and concurrent chronic illnesses. I exist, I am not invisible and I want the new government to know that as a disabled Medicare recipient I need my medicine and my insulin pump and continuous glucose monitor. I am here and I am not giving up.