“an air of unconcern displayed by some patients toward their physical symptoms. It is believed the physical symptoms may relieve anxiety and result in secondary gains in the form of sympathy and attention by others.”
That transcribed post-it note should have begun “I skipped going to Vancouver Men’s Chorus rehearsal yesterday because I wanted to make enough progress to finish…” My day-long experiment was an exercise in autocorrect gone wild. My favorite:"Hi Sue going to Ventura men's chorus rehearsal yesterday evening because I wanted to make enough profit to finish the get close to finishing the brief her that's a big sacrifice because chorus is one of the most rewarding and energising the things I do each wait but I knew that the extra driving and time would weigh me down and I actually enjoyed a relaxing evening at home writing because the experience of flow as I write this so rewarding energising whatever"
“I Norris Lee peed to attend the training in person.”I actually told my phone “I RSVP-ed to attend the training in person.” As a touch-typist since high school, my one-handed attempt to edit the transcriptions was even more maddening.
Even with physical therapy, improved ergonomics, and the voodoo armband, mornings are especially hard. I worry my story will end with an O. Henry-esque twist: finally overcoming writer’s block and writing about disability issues, only to lose the use of my hands.
Midway through the training, I regretted staying home to watch in my jammies on the web. Except for two things:
First, after the speakers' presentations therewas a question and answer period. Frankly I hate Q&A time, which usually consists of incoherent self-important rambling by the questioners. But I have acquired enough mindfulness and self-soothing techniques to handle these situations calmly. (In law school we played a game called "Asshole Bingo" – marking each square when the designated weenie got called on. I won't tell you which now-famous legal scholar was our Free Square.)
No, my problem with the disability training Q&A time was when the camera panned back. I sawthe session was sparsely attended, and the audience consisted of the usual suspects – the handful of openly disabled people trying to change the profession in Washington, and the other diehards who have been working on diversity and inclusion issues for decades. I have been preaching to and/or sitting in this choir for too long.