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Another comment, since removed from Facebook.

Republicans in this state are obsessed with “proving” that disabled people can work and trying to “find jobs” for them, all because they seethe at the very idea that their taxes go to fund various means-tested programs for a lot of these people. Facebook took down this comment within about a hour after I had reported it, telling me that it violated their Community Standards on harassment and bullying. And again, I am choosing to redact my name but not this individual’s — I am going to make these people own exactly what they say, and if their jobs can be located (assuming that they, the almighty arbiter of the taxpayer dollar, have jobs… wouldn’t it be ironic if they didn’t?), friends of mine as well as myself will be sending unredacted screenshots of these comments to their job’s Human Relations department. Sometimes these departments take these things seriously, as they should, because they are technically reflections on their company’s ethics what with employees of theirs brazenly saying them. This just seems to be a thing that leftists do now… I support it.

Disclose disability in a Republican state, and…

This person came after my children when he found out that they are disabled and receive various government benefits as a result of that. I decided that since he had the nerve to come after my children, I would censor my own name out but not his — make him own what he said. And with the help of a good friend, this was actually reported to this person’s job, because my friend was able to find his LinkedIn profile and we were able to confirm that it was his. So they Tweeted the full screenshot of him saying what he said to me to their Human Relations department, who promised that they would look into the post and take appropriate action. It was this post that drew him a few supporters convinced that “if you can type, you can work”. I would have let this one go if he didn’t decide to come after my disabled children, but you reap what you sew when you bring someone’s children into it for no reason. I have decided two months in advance that next year, I’m not going to let so many of these comments go, and if they are bad enough I am going to try to report them to their jobs’ Human Relations departments. I have friends who are more savvy about this who are willing to help me, too. If they read this post and would like to, they can out themselves in the comments.

This went about as well as could be expected.

Some people found the Tweet that my friend sent to the Human Relations (HR) department of the job that the man has who snidely told me that he expected me to raise my profoundly disabled children to be dependent on other people rather than… what was it, learn to rely on themselves or support themselves or something? The conversation eventually degenerated into some of them thinking that I am not actually disabled, that I am “gaming the system” — I wish I weren’t disabled, but anyway — because I have hobbies and interests that I at least try to engage in. And as it is, Bub is getting his video games. I don’t care how much hot coal I have to walk across to give them to him, or how much pain medication I have to responsibly take. I wear sunglasses inside the house almost all the time now unless I have to take them off because I can’t see what I’m doing while I’m wearing them. My half of the house is dimmed. Sometimes I like to at least attempt to enjoy hobbies and interests even if they cause me pain and even if I have to medicate that pain.

I am sick and tired of conservatives suggesting to disabled people “jobs that they can do at home” because, yeah, let me work from home, be on the clock, and have a seizure. I go apraxic during those. Or let me be incapacitated by a migraine that is actually substantially worse than labor pains… and trust me, I do know.

“But he shouldn’t be punished for saying one thing (he should regret)”… but he brought children into it.

Like, I wouldn’t have cared if he had focused his ire on me, but he brought my children into it.

Well, that should have ended predictably for him.

Someone on my governor’s Facebook page said something really ableist about how I needed to teach my disabled children to rely on themselves rather than other people, and through the help of my friends finding out where he worked that got reported to the Human Relations (HR) department of his job. We’ve confirmed that it is his job by virtue of their response to us — they’ve also stated that they will take the appropriate action to it, so I can only imagine that they are not pleased that one of their employees foamed at the mouth about how disabled children of all people “needed to learn to rely on themselves”. It was said in an extremely ableist context, although the fact that it was ableist was clear to most people to begin with off the top, so it should be no wonder that it was actually reported to the Human Relations department of his job. I mean, this sort of thing happens on social media now when people can’t keep their mouths shut about things…

Also, it’s Halloween today. Because we are still in the midst of a global pandemic and the majority of the populace seems to have forgotten about that, the kids will be sharing a two-pound bag of candy amongst themselves in the living room rather than going out Trick-or-Treating. I would have given it to them yesterday since that was when our city “had” Trick-or-Treating to avoid having it fall on a Sunday and a school night (but more so on the fact that it fell on a Sunday this year), but Monster was adamant that they wait to open the bag of candy until it was actually Halloween, and for some reason Bub went along with this rather than open the bag of candy himself and turn it into a fight that I would’ve had to break up. That still surprises me.

So Bub has finally started a new medication!

His developmental pediatrician chose to start him on Risperdal, which is another fun medication that is going to take time for me to learn how to spell… but I am. He will take this one during the day when he wakes up, and he will take the other medication before he goes to bed until further notice (or unless something comes up that causes us to have to retool his medication regimen, which I’m hoping is not the case because I want him to be able to take the medications that he is on without problem for awhile).

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