Saturday, October 20, 2018

Modesty from Two Feet Below-What is That?

Afternoon, Fam…

So, when Yesenia came with her daughter, Maddie, I told her we don’t normally let providers bring their kids, because they don’t normally sit still and mind theirs, sneaking in while we’re doing our thing.  We talked about how long I’ve been having providers come through to help. 

“So, modesty’s not really an issue.”

It was a statement, not a question.

“Yep, when you’re a crip like us, modesty means nothing, it’s not in some of our vobcab.”

I could see her consider my answer.  I've voiced that my care's really a one-person job.  At least's it's been for 40 years...until Tripple C felt compelled to have a provider and a nurse come through.

Yeah, of course, when I was a teen, I didn’t want EVERYBODY knowing my business.  Not that I was shy, but still…  If I scored a steady provider, great, but I learned that wasn’t and isn’t a guarantee.  If I was and am to live my life, I quickly learned I’d have to suck it up.

Of course, I try to do as much for myself as I can to have some level of hidden life, but I’m not kidding myself I don’t need help with some personal stuff.

Again, Guys, know you’re not alone.

Be good to each other.


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