A letter.
To: My original handler, my confidant, my voice of reason, my BFF. I know you have your reasons. Here is mine.
MS sucks. Shorter walks don’t. I want a handicapped license. Can I?
The only advantage of having multiple sclerosis, a declared disability (that I can think of) is the ability to be VIP . . . in the parking lot. Let me use this advantage. Pretty pretty please.

I understand that I do not need it. I promise I do. I can walk. I can probably walk more and longer than I even think I can. That handicapped license is gold, platinum even! Always has been. I remember seeing others with it and immediately thinking, “man, I wish that I had one.” Now, because of this condition I can actually qualify. I want it! Real bad.
This weekend I had access to VIP while driving my dad’s car. I felt like royalty. I didn’t use it too much. In the hospital parking lot everyone is VIP.
Seriously, I want it for my apartment parking lot. I’ve always had an assigned spot. Originally, it was so that I would always have a spot. Then it was to have a closer spot. Now, it’s to always have the same spot. I struggle with my memory. I’m concerned that without an assigned spot I’ll have to park wherever is available meaning a different spot every day. Forgetting where I parked is an anxiety inducing experience. A panic attack waiting to happen.
At Target, I always park on the row matching the entrance. At Coffee’s, I park in the space all the way to the right (no one ever seems to use it). At the office, I park on the back row. Every single time. It takes longer to get to the entrance. However, I notice that if I park in a different spot, then I struggle to remember where my car is and sometimes I feel panicked by that. It’s an uncomfortable feeling. Very uncomfortable to me actually.
So yes. I can walk the distance. But what happens when I don’t know where I’m going?
XOXO
Lesson: I’d like an accommodation.
Question: What is your favorite place to park? Do you have one? Or is this another thing to add to my list of “weird” qualities?
Not weird at all! I find that the older I get the more comfort I find in repetition. I always park towards the end of the aisle, furthest from the door because I don’t want people to play bumper cars with my hooptie, and always on the same aisle directly in front of the door I am going in. It’s the parking garages that ALWAYS get me all turned around–I just keep pressing the lock door button until I find my car. #JudgeYaMaw #IBeLost lol
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Thank you! Yes. Repetitive actions are safe. I feel comfortable. My new place has a parking garage. I try to always park on the same row. I’m currently at the farthest corner away from the entrance. It was the first spot available at 11pm when I returned home last night.
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I declare that THAT parking spot is yours. #QueenforaDAY
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In Jesus’ name!
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