Cases of Injustices, Humiliations, and Sorrows
I’m a positive guy, I swear it. But I’m exhausted and need a good vent.
When I pay about $100 per week for prescription medicine, I feel punished for having a genetic defect. I loathe that my body actively tries to murder itself against the begging of my brain, and that society’s response is to cut me with scrolled receipts. Kick me while I’m down. I’m frightened at the thought that I leave my parents’ health insurance when I turn 26 this June. What will I do when there are healthcare businessmen like Nostrum Pharmaceuticals President Nirmal Mulye, who recently said, “I think it is a moral requirement to make money when you can,” to justify his company’s 400 percent price hike on an essential medication?
By the way, people die because they can’t afford transplants; because they’re not popular enough to have social media reach for crowdfunding and they’re too sick to organize fundraisers.
When a doctor says they want to do tests on me because “it would be interesting,” I feel like a lab rat. I am a person. I have a story. I pursue a high quality of life. I didn’t volunteer for this disease. I don’t want it. I have the right to turn down being the subject of research. And I have the right to ask for the least painful options for treatment. I’m seen as a chronically ill patient and I see me as a dude who doesn’t want to get unnecessarily hurt for the sake of others’ convenience.
By the way, I get that student doctors are necessary, but I’ve fought relentlessly for my donor’s lungs and I’ll never stop defending them, so please don’t be bitter when I ask that only a veteran doctor do my bronchoscopy.
When that stranger screamed at me on the airplane to stop coughing, even after I clarified I have a noncontagious lung disease, I wished ableism was advocated against as much as other prejudices. Those eight years ago, as a 17-year-old, no one on the plane stood up for me as I was loudly humiliated for my mutation by a full-grown man, then forced to sit beside him for five hours. In the years before and since, I’ve lost job opportunities, hobbies, friendships, school grades, and dignity because people couldn’t handle my deafness and chronic illness. And yes, I’m still paranoid on airplanes.
By the way, even “woke” people who (rightfully) stand for the rights of most other oppressed groups constantly say and do ableist things without realizing it. This is why we need awareness.
When my friends are yelled at for parking in accessible spaces despite having end-stage CF, I wish people would put aside their vigilante “justice” and instead put that much effort into raising awareness of rare diseases or funding transplants and treatments. No one owes you an explanation of why they need accommodations. We feel ashamed to be sick and even your “polite asking” of why an accessible space is needed … that shames us, even if we have a legitimate reason.
By the way, invisible illnesses are real, and if you don’t know that basic medical fact, then you probably have no business in policing “for” chronic illness and disabilities communities.
When my friends in the CF community die, a few each month, I wish I didn’t feel desensitized by death. I wish that, at 25 years old, I didn’t have more dead friends than many elderly people do. I wish I didn’t hear about deaths and move on hours later because pausing my life to grieve these many deaths would mean an eternity of mourning. And I gotta live fast now. ‘Cause I might be next.
By the way, this disease is far crueler than any human could be.
I’m a positive guy, I swear it. I was exhausted and needed a good vent.
It might take a while to get to sleep.
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