Someone defined poetry as “life condensed”. Sometimes I think that disability is life magnified. Today’s lens is Irony:
- I dropped my reaching tool behind the bed where I … struggled to reach it.
- Forgot to take my ADHD meds.
- Was too stiff to pull on my elastics: the wrap for my elbow, the two pads for my knees, and the fingertip-less gloves.
- Nearly in too much pain to remove the child-safe cap from the arthritis medicine.
- Couldn’t see to find the wee screw that holds in the lens to my eyeglasses.
- (Similarly, when my ex-husband couldn’t hear his hearing aid squealing.)
- Couldn’t understand the voice-mail reminding me of a follow-up visit with the audiologist.
- Being unsure if that noise I heard in the audiologist’s testing booth was one of the test tones, or my tinnitus.
- Asked a random store clerk to open the box and unpeel a bandage wrapper so I could stop the bleeding of yet another torn cuticle and pay for said bandages.
- Sat on the grocery floor because I’d forgotten to wear my knee pads that day, and had to stock boxes of aspirin and arthritis meds.
- When discussing my difficulties with social interactions with a counselor and mentioned that I thought I was missing things, I was unable to tell just what it was that I was not catching!
And so on, and so on. Feel free to add some of your own!