Being a mother is quite simply the most life-affirming, joyful and challenging journey I have ever been lucky enough to undertake. It is a privilege to be my children’s mother and, in a parallel universe, I would have been there every step of the way. I would have been at the school gates every day… Read more Parenting with both hands tied behind my back
The big idea of the social model is to distinguish between ‘impairment’ and ‘disability’: ‘impairment’ is someone’s condition, ME (myalgic encephalomyelitis, or ‘chronic fatigue syndrome’) in my case, whereas ‘disability’ describes the way that impaired people are oppressed and excluded from society on top of their impairments. This challenges the assumption that disabled people need… Read more It’s not ME, it’s you – can the chronically ill embrace the social model?
Disabled activist, Stella Young recently wrote: ‘The social model tells us that we are far more disabled by inaccessible environments and hostile attitudes than we are by our physicality. My disability comes not from the fact that I’m unable to walk but from the presence of stairs.’ How true is this of people who are… Read more Ill versus disabled – is there a distinction between the two?
I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Sorry I can’t make it to your birthday party, your family gathering, your funeral. Sorry, no, I can’t come over for tea on Friday. Why? No, I’m not doing anything else. But I’m going out for lunch the Tuesday before. Yes, I know that gives me Wednesday and Thursday to… Read more Sorry
I’m exactly the same as anyone else who’s gathered up a lifetime of training and experience. I have a lot of skills. People come to me for advice. They offer me work. They offer me money to do that work. And I can do the work, but it makes me ill. I don’t mind; I’ve… Read more Department for Snakes and Ladders?