My husband is a plumber, and he sees stuff like this all the time. It’ll be alright, trust. Literally he saw a hitachi wand out in the open and a customer wearing this- just this week alone.
My little sister had lissencephaly, and I had an extremely difficult childhood because of it and am still scared to have children to this day because it’s genetic. Growing up in a house turned hospital room was a nightmare, and I developed cptsd from many emergency trips to ER.
I noticed nobody is talking about the consequences of growing up with a disabled sibling. It’s not all “a blessing” like many moralistic people pretend.
Healthy siblings of disabled children are expected to be caretakers their entire lives and it’s a big burden to many of them.
Reading the fake vs real boob discourse on my fyp and cracking up at how many old men think implants don’t jiggle.
We have the technology now, grandpa.
@CousinGreek Thank you so much 😭 My husband helped me feel like more than just a caretaker when we were teenagers together, and he still helps me feel like more than just a cobbled together piece of art to gawk at.
My sister needed 24/7 care, tube feedings, and an oxygen machine. She could not see and could not talk, and was in diapers her whole life until she died at 14. I learned to flush out her feeding tube and use her machine before I could reach them, and helped give medicine too.
Thank you for recognizing us, and how difficult it is to grow up like this. Not to mention the toll it takes when they pass because of their disability, after all the time stress and money sunk into quality of life care.