Just wanted to share some of the comments I encountered in ONE day, yesterday while out getting errands run.....had to vent them...
We had to go to the eye doc for Sammy's 4 month check-up...the bee-otch assistant, after annoying me with her judging comments and LAME explanation of why Sam has to wear his glasses, and after us waiting for 45 minutes already, comes over to us and says, "there is a boy ahead of Sam, so you can bring him out to the toys and he can play." I just said, "well, he CAN'T, so i guess we'll just wait here." Now, this woman knows how severe Sam is... UGH! Rub it in, lady!
Then we were at the Registry, waiting to get Sam's picture done for his Handicapped Parking placard, and after ANOTHER 45 minute wait and being annoyed the whole time by a well-meaning old lady sitting next to me peppering me with questions about Sam, we FINALLY got up to the desk. I told the woman why were there and she can SEE that Sam is HANGING off of me, not able to hold himself up, even, and she says, "Ok, just sit him on the chair there." DUH, lady! :( I said, "Well, he can't sit by himself, I'll have to sit him on my lap. " You should have seen the irritated look I got! So I said, "That's kind of why we're here getting this!" She says, "oh, yeah." So she finally gets a picture of mostly just Sam and then we are leaving, and she gives Sam a pity look and says to me, "God bless you." I know she meant well, but what the hell??? It just sounds so patronizing when people say it that way! I guess the tone in her voice was what made it sound negative....I mean, I'll say it to people that have chosen to have a lot of kids, or that have twins, like in a joking way...but pity just annoys me, i guess....sorry...
And on top of all of that.... I MISS MY LUKE-A-LICIOUS! Off having fun without me in Florida! ;) "almost" catching big bass, and swimming all day! :) Lucky dog! I'll share his pics when he gets back...
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God Chooses A Mom for A Disabled Childby Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth; son; patron saint, Matthew.
"Forrest, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia.
"Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint.... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But has she patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independance. She'll have to teach the child to live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't seperate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see --- ignorance, cruelty, prejudice --- and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth; son; patron saint, Matthew.
"Forrest, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia.
"Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint.... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But has she patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independance. She'll have to teach the child to live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't seperate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see --- ignorance, cruelty, prejudice --- and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
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- I'm a wife of 8 years, a mom of 2 gorgeous boys, one who has CP, and a lover of turtles! :)
2 comments:
i think that a lot of times people say things assuming that sam can 'play' and sit on his own because he doesn't look like what people have in their minds that a handicapped child looks like..he just looks like any other kid..or maybe the registry lady didn't want to offend you by asking if he could sit by himself..because that could sound like she's assuming that he can't sit because he's handicapped. just a couple thoughts. but god bless?? who the hell even says that anymore?? you should've said 'i didn't sneeze' hehe now that would have been funny
it would have been funny... :)
I know I sound defensive about the comments, but I was annoyed that the woman at the eye doc's office KNOWS he is pretty severe! I don't hold it against people that aren't sure about him...and I think the registry lady was just out of it and not paying attention..u know how they are not the brightest bulbs! Thanks for the thoughts! :)
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