I live in a suburb of DC and would love to march on Saturday but for two things:
1) I am in Eugene, Oregon helping to care for my disabled father-in-law, and
2) I have these invisible disabilities: fibromyalgia, and degenerative disk disease (what I call crunchy spine syndrome), which make it impossible to stand or walk for long periods. I’m joining the Disability March to help put as many faces as possible out there representing the disabled population. I joined to represent those with pre-existing medical conditions who could not get affordable health insurance without the ACA. I joined to represent my sons, daughter, daughter-in-law and granddaughters, all of whom need or will need affordable health insurance.
I’m a 60-year-old Renaissance Woman of many interests, abilities, and a font of random arcane information. I’ve been a mother since age 19, have three children and three grandchildren, one blind dog and a one-eyed cat. I have sung professionally for church choirs, worked in libraries and as an office temp. I am the handiperson in my household, and I rebuilt the carburetor my 63 Beetle. I open my own doors, and have done since grade school.