Well not yay on the disability itself, which is disagreeable no matter how I try to spin it. Yay that the Social Security tribunal have decided that I’m disabled without me having to jump through hoops to prove that my leg isn’t going to grow back. It’s not a big surprise. I clearly can’t do any job at the moment, I’ll never be able to do my old job of…
Can a One-Legged Woman get a Parking Permit?
You may remember that two weeks ago we left our intrepid heroine (that would be me) stressing about the paperwork to get a disabled parking permit. I got the updated medical information in with some help from Social Services at the Town Hall. We went along with 60 pages of photocopies only to find that we’d left the letter with the case number behind and the social worker would have…
Crime Scene in our House
I had a horrible fright yesterday evening. Five minutes after Chai came in I noticed red paw prints all over the floor. About 100 I think. My heart sank. Chai must be injured. Julio helped me catch her, and all 4 of her paws were red.What?I examined her as best I could while she squirmed. None of her paws seemed painful to touch, she was just annoyed at being manhandled.I…
Savagely Attacked by Government Paperwork
OnWednesday I got an SMS: You have a notification at this URL from the Canarian government. Just that. The URL was a “Notification inbox”. I had no idea if this was something about my “Degree of disability” application (surely not so soon) or my taxes (but I wasn’t aware of anything outstanding) or what. The uncertainty was stressful. When I got home I went to the URL and it said…
Who is that Wild Punk Woman?
My hair has grown back nicely. So much that it looks like I have it this length on purpose. I toyed with the idea of getting it dyed pink or purple now, so that when it grows I’ll have cloured tips. I still think it would look good, but I’m reluctant to use anything toxic. Then a friend who is much cleverer than I am with makeup was painting herself…
Can a One-legged Woman Get a Driving Licence?
In Spain, you have to renew your driving licence every ten years, and every five years after the age of 60. Mine expired on my birthday. Since I spent most of my birthday in the recuperation ward after my operation, I wasn’t in a rush to renew it for obvious reasons, but by June I began to feel that it would be nice to get it sorted out. I ought…