Differently Abled (fly your freak flag high)

[SuperFemme]

Originally Posted by Andrew, Jr.

Adele,

Yes, I do remember! I close my eyes and I see you. I remember our hug. It was fabulous. Like Indiana Jones and his woman friend (I can't think of her name).

As for Dino, yes. After my seizures, he is on my head, and starring at me. Eye to eye. I can't get over it. He is just my everything.

I am always laughing at myself. You have no idea. It is like an adventure with me every day. Nothing is normal in my life. But what I mean is like the everyday sort of thing with other people. They just have no idea. None. I just had someone call me a retard in the grocery store because I asked him 3 times for the aisle no. for oranges. There is none. Who knew? You would have thought I was shopping for milk, eggs, and tp, and God knows what else there was. We were having a snow storm.

Right? I LOSE it in the grocery store. Somebody finally clued me into the fact that you can get a map of the grocery store from customer service. Then again, that would require me remembering to make my list in accordance with the map. Which I never do. Which means I criss-cross the store about twenty times.

God forbid I have to do something OUT of my routine. ACK! Then there are the things that are simple for most. Cooking for example. I tend to start fires. Remembering to rinse the conditioner out of my hair BEFORE I get out of the shower. Not using Benadryl cream for toothpaste. Taking the plastic cover OFF my razor before shaving.

I'm a laugh a minute. BUT I've learned to tell the guy I'm asking for the aisle oranges are on that I am disabled the first time around. Then we can laugh at me together the fifth time I ask.

Ha!