DillyDaily

Yuuuup, I ended up getting a tattoo on my wrist that is essentially a personal period joke.

At one stage it was crucial for my survival, it was a kind of grounding token to snap me out of hormonal suicidal insanity when my PMS was at its worst. Something I'd see that would bluntly remind me "it's not you, it's your hormones, you don't actually want this"

When I say the urge came and went zero to sixty back to zero in 30 seconds flat, sometimes that was an understatement. I really struggled because in addition to suicidal ideation during PMS, I had undiagnosed and untreated ADHD, which often gets worse with PMS thanks to the way oestrogen and progesterone play off each other.

Guess who's got major impulsively issues. Guess what two symptoms really shouldn't be combined.

I have zero desire to kill myself.

But my hormones seemed desperate to try and make me do it every month, especially as a teen.

It didn't help that I had endometriosis and at 17 developed a uterine prolapse, on top of a rectal prolapse I'd had since I was 12. I was in agony when I was on my period, so sometimes the desire to make the pain stop overlapped with the suicidal ideation. That sucked. Hard to reason your way out of physical pain.

I've had a hysterectomy (from 17-24 my uterus just kept trying to make its own escape anyway despite attempts to sew it in place) and no longer suffer menstrual dysphoria because it turns out that was gender dysphoria not true PMDD. But I still get suicidal ideation as part of PMS, fortunately my ADHD is much better managed so now my tattoo is less a suicide detterant and just a reminder that I still have ovaries (sometimes I genuinely forget, and it takes me a few days to work out why I'm bloated and irritable and why I'm anxious about my sore boobs)

I fear his mental state may not grant him the capacity for such self awareness, even in prison.

Schools, town halls, community centres, some libraries, some council buildings, certain community spaces like scout halls, basketball stadiums, rotary clubs etc.

Old churches that are now public halls are also opened as voting stations, and some actual churches while not open for voting due to conflicts of interest, do establish rapid housing programs so people can get legal addresses for electrotal enrolments in time for voting, and others will be open as census sites for homeless folk to record themselves on census night. I grew up in bum fuck nowhere and on election day if the weather was tolerance AEC would set up an open polling station on the local football oval just to move through the register faster than what the tiny local school could handle.

Since covid lock downs, eastern states especially have enhanced their postal and early voting processes.

For about 2 weeks before elections (local, state, federal) for the most part you can just walk into any of the above buildings, in litteraly any suburb town or city that's participating in the election, and cast your vote.

If you do your research on best venues and times, you can knock out your vote in 10 minutes flat. No queue.

Some people are eligible for postal votes too, you can request the ballot be mailed to you, or pick one up from the post office and cast your vote without leaving your home block.

But we're far from competent. While I love our preferential voting system, it's not well understood by the public, our LGA's are still subject to gerrymandering, and there are large swaths of our community that are legally prohibited from voting for various reasons that I personally feel is an unethical antidemocratic policy. There are also huge groups of indigenous peoples who do not have accessible electoral education, trustworthy polling processes, and are disenfranchised from the electrotal process, with little government support or funding for culturally appropriate programs for engagement. Despite our preferential voting, we have essentially devolved to a two party system with neither major party really being any better, do we want the party of bigots, or the party of other bigots?

For his sake I hope so.

But for humanities sake I want him to go to jail, get the same treatment as any other prisoner, and not suffer.

Because if I get to live in a fantasy world where he's in jail, I also want a world where the prison system is for rehabilitation and safe containment, not punishment and suffering.

As someone chronically Ill, I feel this so hard.

Every minute that I'm not at work I'm dedicating to making sure I'm likely to be well enough for work tomorrow.

I don't do anything after work without asking "how will this impact my health tomorrow?" and that includes things like not being able to sweep my own floor because I know I need to sweep at work and the nerve damage in my arms won't let me sweep twice in one day without keeping me up all night in pain, and if I don't get enough sleep, I'll get a migraine and won't be able to physically see anything.

Most of my days off are spent in agony trying to restore myself and desperately trying to reset my house and home life so I can keep up with work, without overdoing it on Sunday and making myself sick for Monday.

So yeah, on the one day a month where I wake up for work and I don't throw up or almost shit myself, and my heart rate is doing what it's supposed to do, and I can see and hear and feel my feet... The temptation to "call in healthy", so I can actually have a day off to enjoy myself for the first time in over a month is really hard to ignore.

I actually did that this week because Wednesday was my birthday, I went to work, it was a "bad workable day" (vs a "good workable day" or a "bad unworkable day") and Thursday I woke up feeling really good, I only had a 2 hour shift and it was just admin so I took my first sick day in 6 months and used it to do all my linens and towel laundry. It felt like a proper day off because I was healthy enough to get stuff done for myself, without being in pain or having to stop to run to the bathroom or let my heart calm down, or give up on folding because I can't feel my arms.

I can't do that every time I want or even need to though. My bank account is really good at forcing me to go to work, healthy, half dead, or heaving. Chronic illness is expensive, and some days trying to keep up with work feels like it costs my health more than not working. but sadly not working is not an option for me, because I'm capable of work, so I must. (and continue to push my gov for universal basic income)

For context as to how working while disabled messes you up. I got hit by a truck on the way to work last year, I got to the office and used their first aid kit to patch myself up. Booked a doctors appointment, told my boss I'd be leaving early, then kept working until my appointment.

My boss was fine with this, and then someone on reddit posted a photo of the crash and my boss saw, they realised when I said "I was hit by a truck" what I meant was "I was hit by a truck"

When asked how I was feeling, and reporting "no different to usual" my boss sent me to the ER because they thought I had a concussion and was acting confused. ER checked me out, dislocated shoulder and wrist, soft tissue damage here and there, but otherwise nothing major or serious or nothing I don't already deal with on a daily basis. I went back to finish my shift and my boss asked what I was doing working after I'd been hit by a truck.

I feel exactly the same level of pain today as I do every other day. If I take today off because this level of pain is apparently unworkable, it's a slippery slope, eventually I'm going to have to come back to work despite being in this exact same level of pain. This is my baseline, now I can truly compare it to being hit by a truck.

I used to be on a pension, I wanted to work because I wanted purpose in the neo-liberal hell scape of my society. but my mental health was too shot because of this deep rooted idea that I deserved rest just for being in any level of pain that was out of the ordinary, and subconsciously I would talk myself out of doing anything because I deeply believed I shouldn't have to.

But I don't have that luxury, my ordinary will always be "hit by a truck" level, so right now I either learn how to consistently work through it, or drop dead broke and homeless.

In Australia Google maps has issues with routing cyclists on 80km busy truck transit roads that have no bike lanes, footpaths or shoulders. You'll regularly get stuck behind lost uber eats cyclists whose map took them through a motor vehicle only underpass.

The other day google maps decided to reroute me from a quiet, wide street with no bike lane that was otherwise perfectly safe, and tried to send me through a nightsoil alley, down a heritage stock run that was paved with cobblestones and crossed over a storm drain 4 times in a zig zag.

Yeah, "safer" because there's no cars I guess, but not suitable for bikes at all.

Get tired? No, get a sense of sorrow in professional failure and apathy when someone's level of ability is fundamentally misaligned to the class.m, hell yes.

I'm an adult educator, so while not a fitness instructor, I teach adults life skills, including health and nutrition.

We aren't paid to be individual tutors, but the fact is that some learners need one on one training, or additional time, or a slower pace, or a totally customised syllabus and resource package for their needs.

There's nothing tiring about this.

But there's also nothing we can do. You learn quickly in this job to say "I recommend a more entry level class, or starting with a some home learning" or you burn out trying to juggle 25 different levels of need in a class of 25.

I have galactorrhea, pumping rooms aren't a natural maternal family matter, for me, it's a medical procedure.

Privacy is a lactating person's choice, and right. public feeding is a choice that I agree needs to be destigmatised. Personally I'm not comfortable with public pumping, because I see my breast milk as medical not nutritional, so I choose privacy for myself.

It's also difficult, it's stressful, it's uncomfortable. Having comfort, focus, peace and quiet, it's important.

I don't even have a uterus, so getting my leaky chest out in public is even further from being socially acceptable. I've lost count of how many times I've had mastitis because I have not been able to expell in a timely manner. Partly that was because I was embarrassed by my condition and didn't stand up for myself and my need for access to a pumping room at work, and part of it was because my employers didn't understand my need for a private room, they pointed out that it's never been a problem for mothers in our office to whip a tit out when baby was hungry, and/or that my need was different because the reason I I had breast milk at all was different.

No one gets to expect me to be comfortable with nudity. My breast milk, my choice if I have privacy or not.

I used to do it in the bathroom because I didn't have anywhere else, but that was a gamble, do I let myself get an infection because I'm letting my ducts clog, or do I risk an infection by pumping milk in the toilets.

I can never vet mine to balance, I can't line up my phones centre of gravity because the wall is always in the way.

That sounds like I'd be locked out during a power outage? I'm a bit of a luddite when it comes to basic necessities, I've had so many issues in recent years with the enshitification of the internet and digital devices in general, removing, changing, patching out accessibility, or just making something so bloated and cumbersome/ad riddled to use it becomes inaccessible.

I also make $28K a year (working while disabled really hinders your earning potential) and live in a rented share house with other people. So I'm not even sure where to begin on anything that requires that level of installation. I can swap a doorknob for a lever latch myself (takes me 5 hours, but it's a $50 DIY job)

But that's a really good suggestion for a long term solution.

One thing that surprises me about America is how many automated doors you have there, and the low buttons for opening doors that you can push from a wheelchair. I've never seen one of those buttons on any door in my country, except on some of the newest built accessible bathrooms, and they feel so futuristic compared to everything else around.

Send the email, then call me to say "hey I sent you an email that I really need you to read and respond to urgently, I'll let you go so you can focus while reading, talk later"

For one of my 3 jobs, I don't have regular work hours, I'm employed just 5 hours a week, on call, for IT support for a little non for profit.

My contract, my email signature, my numerous discussions with the team all state "if you require a response within the same business day, please phone me to alert me to the issue"

I check my email once a day, I don't have time to be checking it several times a day when I'm only paid for 5 hours work, I need to conserve those hours for maintenance and support I'm not about wasting anybody's time.

So if someone happens to email me after I've already checked my inbox for that day, I won't see it until tomorrow. Hence, phone me, I want to work, I just need a way to alert myself that work is available for me, a text message will also suffice.

I realise this is asking someone to change the way they operate to make my job easier. But the number of times I check my email at 1pm, and there's zero tickets, so I turn off my computer because I'm not going to sit and watch an empty inbox for my free time.

Then the next day I check my email and I have 20 emails all from the same person from about 3-5pm all saying "hey I have an issue" "hey following up this is kind of urgent" "hey, are you even checking your emails?"...no obviously I'm not, it would have saved you so much effort to send 1 text after 1 email as I requested than to send 20 emails, and I would have actually gotten the text in time.

Also half the time the issue needs to be fixed with a phone call anyway because it's something simple like "Microsoft Word is missing"... because the program was unpinned from the taskbar and the staff member just needs help remembering the start menu exists. Most of my support resolutions are the equivalent of describing the buttons on the TV remote to your grandmother over the phone. (lots of older, less tech literate folk working in NFP sector)

Backless and low back wheelchairs are definitely a thing, though fortunately not for cost savings, but for better mobility for the user.

If you have really good T-spine mobility and control, it can sometimes be beneficial to get rid of the back of your chair, giving you more range to twist, turn, and lean from the hips.

With enough upper body strength, If you go for a lightweight no back chair with tip wheels, strap in, and get some durable gloves, you can even do full cartwheels in a wheelchair.

Obviously whether a backless chair is appropriate is very individual and a physiotherapist and occupational therapist will need to help assess.