You know who I’m talking about. The people who ask you if you’re getting better, when you have a chronic condition that you are just living with, but until a cure is discovered, you aren’t about to recover from. But you realize trying to explain this is both pointless, and a waste of your precious time. So you simply say yes, tune them out, and move on.
Or, the health care worker who asks your caregiver all their questions, even though you are sitting right there, and can understand and respond on your own.
Those people who park in the handicapped parking spaces and then literally run into the store. I actually had little cards printed up that say, “Stupidity is not a handicap. Please park elsewhere.” My husband places one under the windshield wiper of any vehicle we see parked in an accessible space without a handicapped tag or license plate.
The person who talks to everyone, then yells their questions or comments to you, because sitting in a wheelchair simply must somehow mean you are suddenly hard of hearing.
The healthcare provider (usually durable medical equipment… wheelchair, lift, etc…) who can’t understand why you need more than a few minutes notice that someone is going to show up at your house to make an adjustment or a delivery. Those people who don’t bother to let you know when they are running behind schedule, or aren’t going to make it at all, because why would they need to let you know if they can’t make it for a scheduled home appointment? Aren’t you home all the time anyway?
The person who’s neighbors, cousins, sister in laws, hairdressers, nephew took such and such supplement, and was suddenly cured of (fill in condition here). You should try it, I bet it would cure you too! Funny how the doctors never hear about these simple miracle cures.
The person who comes to visit you, a person with a serious illness, and spends most of their time talking about their aches and pains, about how bad they feel. Or they have been sick, so they thought they would come visit you and share their germs with you!
Or, the people who squeeze in and jump ahead of you in your wheelchair in a busy store. Then say nothing, or look back at you and say, “Oh, sorry! “, as if they didn’t realize you were there. Or, the lady who looked at me riding in a wheelchair in a very packed store and said, “Now you’ve got the right idea!” Yes, I am SO glad I can’t walk through a busy store! Idiot (I think to myself doing my best Debra Barone impression).
Believe it or not, I once had a minister tell me, “You know, you don’t have to die from ALS. You can die from something else! “ Yea, Rah!! Like dying from being hit by a bus would be better? I’m not so sure. These people are clueless. Some days it seems like most people are so wrapped up in themselves, or their task at hand that they don’t notice or care what anyone else is going through. When I come across these people, I try to remember what I read in a book written by Christopher Reeves. He said, what a person is going through in their life is relative. Meaning a bout with the flu, or a divorce for one person may affect them as dramatically as a terminal illness does to someone else. It’s all relative.
You’ve got enough going on without wasting even a minute trying to figure these people out. So, just smile at them, nod your head, and tune ‘em out!