tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post8501466869851905757..comments2023-09-30T07:11:12.483-07:00Comments on pilgrimsteps: harrowing adventuresjanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06538362162139679868noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-24063107703654546992008-08-13T11:35:00.000-07:002008-08-13T11:35:00.000-07:00by the way, you inspired me and i wrote more on th...by the way, you inspired me and i wrote more on this on my blog for the first time ever.<BR/>http://roaringcorgi.typepad.com/roaring_corgi/2008/08/my-mother-has-a-disability-there-i-said-it.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-6795394827821575992008-08-13T09:59:00.000-07:002008-08-13T09:59:00.000-07:00my mother has a disability, though i don't write a...my mother has a disability, though i don't write about it openly on my blog. it's arrogant for me to tell you i understand what you are going through but in a way, i do. i've been helping my mother since i was 15. she gets harassed everywhere we go practically. <BR/><BR/>it's worse in some places because she has a medical service dog, but her disability isn't openly obvious (nerve/pain disorder) and people try to block her with her vested/tagged dog. It's maddeningly ignorant and though she would rather NOT bring attention to herself and is more than polite to these people, i want to scream at them. i want to grab their shirt collars and yell, WTF do YOU know? What do YOU knwo about pain and dealing with this on a daily basis? How can you understand this? <BR/><BR/>She is allowed to bring her dog in anywhere she goes and when people try to block her, she'd rather not deal with the argument and embarrassment, whereas i want to parade around and show them how WRONG they are. i think she doesn't always prefer my method. it's hard. watching your mother be marginalized and wanting to defend her. it's your mother. that shouldn't be your job right?<BR/><BR/>btw, here via dooce.com.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-80280553335860857052008-08-13T08:52:00.000-07:002008-08-13T08:52:00.000-07:00That's so horrible! It's amazing how, in our effo...That's so horrible! It's amazing how, in our effort to "be safe", we end up hurting the people we're trying to protect. There is no excuse for what you experienced and how you were treated. No excuse at all.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13811260502521939558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-42393172315077943552008-06-12T23:31:00.000-07:002008-06-12T23:31:00.000-07:00Fellow cancer survivor who found your blog. Have ...Fellow cancer survivor who found your blog. Have heard about other people with similar experiences- one girl going through chemo was told she would have to uncover her open wounds to make sure she was not hiding anything under her bandages (the bandages were covering her port).Faith Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12600634370645139519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-8400641477197948992008-06-09T14:40:00.000-07:002008-06-09T14:40:00.000-07:00How infuriating! I am so upset by stories I have h...How infuriating! I am so upset by stories I have heard lately with how airports and airlines have dealt with disabled friends. Grrr.Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00542017000729688632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-2012104996609531842008-06-09T12:48:00.000-07:002008-06-09T12:48:00.000-07:00What a horrible tale! I feel profoundly mortified...What a horrible tale! I feel profoundly mortified by your airport experience.<BR/><BR/>Feel well!Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04179549759496076329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-69548683823964001402008-06-08T16:43:00.000-07:002008-06-08T16:43:00.000-07:00Wow, Jana. I've been telling everyone my recent TS...Wow, Jana. I've been telling everyone my recent TSA story about how the robot (TSA officer) was so insistant that everyone have their liquids and gels in a 1-quart sized plastic bag that he took all the liquids and gels from the strangers in front of me and insisted that I put them in my plastic bag and bin, and that I see them through. I protested that I didn't know these people, nor did I feel comfortable carrying strangers luggage through security, but the guard said since I was the only one with a bag, it had to be done that way. So much for *security* being the end of all that. Robots. <BR/><BR/>Your story makes me want to cry, it's so awful. Be sure to honor yourself after such an ordeal. It's not you, it's the robots.Alisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12881867656072259894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14231518.post-21978745372199759742008-06-08T04:17:00.000-07:002008-06-08T04:17:00.000-07:00Would today be a good day to send a batch of hot l...Would today be a good day to send a batch of hot lemon scones? With lemon rosemary glaze? This story makes me so indignant. I just don't understand how people can be so ignernt.sarah k.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18443012372866539495noreply@blogger.com