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I started my journey of being classified as disabled five years ago when I was injured at work. I crushed three vertebrae and was told that I would never be able to work again. I had a hard time accepting that as I was an active mother of six little girls.

I started my journey of being classified as disabled five years ago when I was injured at work. I crushed three vertebrae and was told that I would never be able to work again.

I had a hard time accepting that as I was an active mother of six little girls. For the first year I was flat on my back and miserable.

As the time has gone on I have tried every treatment available-even buying an inversion table and hanging upside down.

Fast forward three years and I am now addicted to pain medication and suffering from debilitating seizures that from all indications are not from the pain meds.

So now I am taking less pain medication and trying different seizure medications in hopes of controlling them. All to no avail. I am still have major seizures and no better off. I have accepted that I have limitations and worry if I will get worse or ultimately die from a grand mall seizure. I have gained respect for others who have lived their whole lives with disabilities.

When I see people that I went to school with, they point and ask sarcastic questions about why I am not working etc. I don't get offended easily, but I find that I have had to get a thicker skin when people ask questions.

Anyway, I am not whining but I am wondering how others deal with these issues. I don't want to be seen as the miserable, unapproachable, mom at the school. People find the cane I need off putting.

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