I have had a major problem with claiming disability. When I see people with no arms or no legs who have accommodated so beautifully, who hardly see themselves as disabled, I just feel paralyzed (oh – what an ironic choice of words) about moving to claim disability for myself.
Well, my cousin K laid down the law last week and made me PROMISE to go for MEDICAID on the basis of disability. So I did. BUT there was a nifty out…. your disability could be a physical or mental disability -OR- I could have a medical condition that could result in death. AHA! I chose that one, with no hesitation. Gleefully, almost.
My application is now filed, I have Kathy-the-caseworker, and I am sitting back waiting for MEDICAID and FOOD STAMPS to come through. They have 90 days to do it, but Kathy was very helpful and friendly and I get the impression she will do everything she can to speed it through. And the kicker? I didn’t even have to claim disability – she saw the marker and checked the disability box herself!