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After a hellish day at work *you know getting yelled at by Management for being shakey and wanting to go home*
Then running into friends' work - crying there, just missing the bus
it got worse -
I missed my direct bus home so I took the one that drops me off about 30 mins from my place. About half way through the walk I reached the school by my house where cops stop me.
Why did they stop me? Seemingly public intoxication.
As stated before I was having a bad day, the multiple sclerosis was pwning my ass big time. When I do have bad days, my gait is fucked and I do look drunk I guess.
I tell the cops I suffer from multiple sclerosis and thats why I was walking the way I was.
they didnt believe me and had me empty my pockets and dump out my pop.
They asked for proof of my disease, which I dont have any. being 6 pm on friday I try and think of someone they could call that could tell them I have this fucking bullshit illness and cant think of any.
They give me the roadside sobriety tests which I tell them iM going to fail because of the MS.
I fail them.
*remember this is 7pm and I am wearing my zehrs uniform*
I have to wait in a squad car while another car shows up with a roadside breathalizer.
I passed that.
I inform the cops that there are a lot of people out there that have had strokes etc that may look drunk when they arent.
They offer to drive me home, I decline.
My mom called today to make a complaint on my behave and there is no record of the event.
I really dont care if they violated my human rights as much as how it made me feel.
I just broke up with a guy because I didnt want him to see me when I was sick. I hate it. I am not comfortable with most people seeing me in bad shape. This just shows me people do look at me differently, even if they dont realize it.
Having a neurological problem is a killer for your selfesteem.
When I go out into public I try and control the swaying, the twitches, the shaking. I get so stressed and tired from pretending I am normal out of some vain pride. Maybe its part self delusion. If I dont see that I cant walk a straight line or I am swaying when I am standing or my reflexes are kinda crap, I could just chalk it up as I am a clutz not I have MS. being a klutz is more socially acceptable and a better label then disabled.
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Then running into friends' work - crying there, just missing the bus
it got worse -
I missed my direct bus home so I took the one that drops me off about 30 mins from my place. About half way through the walk I reached the school by my house where cops stop me.
Why did they stop me? Seemingly public intoxication.
As stated before I was having a bad day, the multiple sclerosis was pwning my ass big time. When I do have bad days, my gait is fucked and I do look drunk I guess.
I tell the cops I suffer from multiple sclerosis and thats why I was walking the way I was.
they didnt believe me and had me empty my pockets and dump out my pop.
They asked for proof of my disease, which I dont have any. being 6 pm on friday I try and think of someone they could call that could tell them I have this fucking bullshit illness and cant think of any.
They give me the roadside sobriety tests which I tell them iM going to fail because of the MS.
I fail them.
*remember this is 7pm and I am wearing my zehrs uniform*
I have to wait in a squad car while another car shows up with a roadside breathalizer.
I passed that.
I inform the cops that there are a lot of people out there that have had strokes etc that may look drunk when they arent.
They offer to drive me home, I decline.
My mom called today to make a complaint on my behave and there is no record of the event.
I really dont care if they violated my human rights as much as how it made me feel.
I just broke up with a guy because I didnt want him to see me when I was sick. I hate it. I am not comfortable with most people seeing me in bad shape. This just shows me people do look at me differently, even if they dont realize it.
Having a neurological problem is a killer for your selfesteem.
When I go out into public I try and control the swaying, the twitches, the shaking. I get so stressed and tired from pretending I am normal out of some vain pride. Maybe its part self delusion. If I dont see that I cant walk a straight line or I am swaying when I am standing or my reflexes are kinda crap, I could just chalk it up as I am a clutz not I have MS. being a klutz is more socially acceptable and a better label then disabled.
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