I’ve also found that swatting my son’s fingers away from his nose has made for some great OT (Occupational Therapy for you noobs.) At first I could only swat; now if I concentrate really hard I can make a half grip with my bad hand and snag his forearm to yank his hand from his face. (Of course if the kid fights me, he wins which may be setting a dangerous precedent around here.) Luckily he’s a rambunctious boy who loves slapstick. He’d gladly pick his nose for half hour just to giggle at me trying to stop him. So yaay boogers! Or should I say “thera-boogers…” *snort*
I guess this makes it official. I’m a cripple. I’ve only been out in public once, so I’m not so sure I feel different. I notice other disabled people get treated nice probably because everyone feels sorry for them. But then I was thinking of how hot girls always get preferential treatment, which gave me a fabulous idea. If I continue to lose weight, maybe JUST MAYBE I could be a hot, crippled chick! Ah dude! I’d be running this shit! Just sayin’. Do you think it would be illegal to color red lips on my handicap placard?