Is it cos I’m cool…

If you believe the right wing press, being disabled or chronically ill is the latest trend. About a month ago Kathleen Stock (notable anti trans activist) wrote a piece for The Times titled ‘Why are so many young women using walking sticks?’. Her complaints about the use of mobility aids clearly chimed with Poppy Coburn, who, this month penned ‘How having a disability became cool’ in The Telegraph. Both pieces rely on the same prejudice and ignorance. Ultimately, they also support the same agenda.

Stock & Coburn both proclaim there to be more disabled people than ever before. They specify that these disabilities are mostly amorphous and hard to prove. Coburn in particular takes aim at PoTS. Both writers conveniently ignore that we have all lived through a global pandemic, which experts have long warned would be a mass disabling event. With this in mind, PoTS is particularly relevant. Covid has resulted in a huge increase in PoTS diagnoses. PoTS is one the acknowledged conditions that Covid19 can induce. I myself, was left with PoTS after contracting Covid. I was intially diagnosed with Long Covid, but Drs quickly noticed that my symptoms mirrored those of PoTS. Far from Coburn’s claim that Pots is hard to quantify and diagnose, there are actually very clear markers and tests. Tachycardia , Dizziness & Syncope, Breathlessness and Air Hunger. There are of course many more symptoms, but these are usually the red flags for PoTS. All of which can and are quantified and recorded with standard medical tests. Media like this supports the notion that chronic illnesses are so indistinct as to be easily faked. This is of course nonsense. Equating many people struggling to get a diagnosis with a condition being difficult to diagnose is absolute bullshit. This narrative increases stigma and ultimately makes accessing appropriate support harder. Which is of course, kind of the point.

The cool factor, they insist, is intrinsic to the rise in chronic illness. Coburn posits that chronic illness & disability are in fact a lifestyle. The appeal of which is fame, fortune and the easy life. Conditions like PoTS, EDS, MCAS & Fibromyalgia are, she says, used as an excuse to avoid adult responsibilities. Thus unencumbered the sick & disabled are free to pursue their chosen lifestyle. Longterm sickness is absolutely a choice to Coburn & her ilk. By her telling, there are no years of debilitating symptoms, no ever increasing medical visits, no fighting for diagnosis nor any battle for relief. Nope; one simply decides that they are chronically ill. Perhaps this is accompanied by sharing one’s experience on social media and voila, a new identity is born. Of course, everyone who has a chronic illness or disability is automatically granted vast amounts of disability benefits. Those Instagram posts always turn into large follower counts and lucrative brand deals. People share their experiences not for catharsis or in an attempt to help others. Their true motivation is profit and clout. Both of which are abundantly available. Disability is of course, very glamorous and society is famously eager to endlessly accommodate. Sickness becomes an entire identity. A victim mentality is encouraged, nay, embraced by the communities that have emerged. Thus, people seek to display their disability with customised mobility aids to up their cache. It is not unnoticed that Coburn and Stock critically align the disabled community with other marginalised groups. Just the latest ridiculous fad among the loony lefties. Life as ‘sickfluencer’ is all health updates on social media, sparkly mobility aids and raking in the PIP.

The reality of chronic illness is a far cry from Poppy’s ‘cool kids club’. Both writers focus on young women, the inference being that this a group that is not to be trusted. The misogyny echoes the bias women often face when seeking medical help. Women routinely receive subpar medical treatment. We are less likely to have our symptoms believed or investigated. Diagnosis takes far longer for women, than men. Conditions that mainly or solely affect AFAB people are not well researched. Even our access to pain relief is severely limited. Medical misogyny has been well established. The activism of women has been a pivotal factor in changing this. These articles ignore the battle that has been fought for the recognition of these conditions. There has been a rise in diagnosis of ‘invisible’ illness. This is not because people are faking, but due to wider recognition of those conditions. These conditions – and the suffering they cause – have always existed. The only difference is they are now officially accepted.

Diagnosis obtained, the next step is not, as suggested, to collect disability limits and live a life leisure. To begin with, the main disability payment PIP (Adp in Scotland) is not an out of work benefit. It designed to cover the extra costs that occur due to being chronically ill and or disabled. Many people in receipt of these benefits are working. Those who do not are unable to. Claiming disability benefit is not easy. Infact, the system is designed to discourage applicants. The intial paperwork is exhaustive. Each condition, treatment, medication and medical professional seen must be detailed. Furthermore, each symptom and how they impact daily life must thoroughly described. Medical evidence is required for every claim. This process is followed by DWP assesment. These are carried out by ‘medically trained’ assesors, but that medical training is rarely relevant to the claimants being assessed. Assessments consist of being questioned about every aspect of life, often being forced to disclose the most private and distressing details to a stranger. That assessor will then decide if/what you are awarded. Unfortunately these assessors rarely accurately represent what occurred in their reports. There have been countless examples of proven lies and cases of severely ill people being denied. From there one must undertaken a stressful appeal process that often seriously impacts the claimants health. The fact the majority of people who appeal will succeed underlines the fact this system is not fit for purpose. Having been through the process, I do not believe it is possible to be falsely awarded disability benefits. The DWP’s own research put fraudulent claims at less than 1%. The people who are awarded these benefits are significantly disabled by their conditions. The hate mongering that these pieces indulge in serves only to goad the public into accepting the withdrawal of support to some of the most vulnerable members of our society.

The truth of chronic illness is much bleaker than Coburn or Stock would have you believe. There’s no choice about the constant pain, fatigue, nausea or passing out. There symptoms cannot be switched off. There’s no magic wand to improve one’s mobility or rework our genetics. It’s a continuous battle to function in a world that refuses to accommodate us. We’re not chilling at home eating lollipops. We’re stuck there, physically unable to take part in our lives. Sharing these stories online isn’t a popularity contest and I can tell you from personal experience, the odd PR product does not a rich girl make. I was actually gifted some of those ‘designer’ compression socks that Coburn mocked (value Aprox £25). They’re just compression socks that aren’t ugly. I need compression socks and if I can offer a genuine review to others I will. Being disabled doesn’t stop people having style or a personality. A pink walking stick is no different to pink glasses. No one accuses people of wearing funky glasses because poor eye sight is the latest trend. Content on this topic is usually about awareness and connection. These articles are evidence of the stigma that abounds. Information is the best tonic for ignorance. We disabled/chronically ill have to advocate for ourselves. We are forced to gather information and insist on second opinions or we suffer in silence. Debunking misinformation is essential to prevent our rights being further eroded. There is also solace to be found in shared understanding. Being too sick to partake in a social life can be very isolating. Even being the person that cancels has an impact on relationships. Finding others who understand your experience is powerful. If a very few people can parle that into a career why should that be problem? Aren’t hard work, entrepreneurship and self sufficiency hallmarks of the right?

The offending socks.

It scares me it that these vile attacks now pass for mainstream journalism. These articles are clear propaganda. They are filled with untruths and snide judgements. The agenda of these pieces is blatant. Yes, they represent another skirmish in the culture wars, but they’re also a signal. A beaming light that directs hate. The disabled and chronically ill community are the latest target of the right’s misdirection. If the populace can be convinced that immigrants, trans and disabled people are the cause of all their woes, they won’t pay attention to the elite who are in charge. Like clockwork, a few days after The Telegraph piece we get details of Reform’s planned cuts to PIP. Politicians who choose to make deeper cuts to the welfare state, sell of you public services and rile up facist thugs are not your in your corner. Neither are the minions who spread their propaganda. Don’t be fooled by it.

The drugs don’t work…

Yesterday was Fibromyalgia Awareness Day and I think my body knew it. My back is certainly making me very aware that fibro hurts. So much so that I couldn’t even finish this in time to mark the day. If I’m forced to know about fibromyalgia all the live long day, then I’m afraid you’re going to have to find out about it today.

Fibromyalgia difficult to manage. It’s unpredictable. You can hurt everywhere or the pain can focus on a new spot everyday. One day you might be too fatigued to get dressed. The next everything you eat sends your guts into a temper. It can have an effect on cognitive abilities, make your skin burn, muscles ache & head throb. Sometimes all the at the same time.

There’s no cure. Sufferers often experience constant pain. Treatment usually includes a combination of pain relief medication and non pharmaceutical interventions (massage, tens, specific exercises). Many also receive therapy aimed at helping accept chronic pain because treatment rarely results in the eradication of symptoms. Living with fibromyalgia means always feeling some version of unwell.

Whilst you can’t make any of us better, you can help. There are easy peasy ways to not make our lives harder.

Ditch ‘Get Well Soon’

Fibro is a chronic, incurable illness. We are never getting better. It may be well intended and seem like a little slip, but it’s exhausting. Luckily it’s simple to fix. You can express both your well wishes & your understanding of the situation with these words, I hope you have a better day soon.

Don’t offer magic cures.

Struggling with an illness that impacts every aspect of your life motivates you to get informed. Fibro folk don’t need your unsolicited advice. We definitely don’t need to hear about the same magic cures over & over. We’ve researched whatever diy fix you heard about in instagram. We try credible therapies available to us. We’ve considered our diets & yoga & cbd. We really don’t need to hear about how your cousin’s flatmate changed their life with turmeric. It’s patronising on so many levels. Stop it.

Invisible isn’t imaginary.

Fibromyalgia can be an invisible illness. It doesn’t necessarily leave any physical sign of its presence. That doesn’t mean it isn’t real. If you don’t know what fibro is, 10 minutes on google will be illuminating. No one is required to answer your intrusive questions. Medical records are private for a reason. If you don’t understand the condition, don’t worry about it. Extremely well trained medical professionals do. As a person with fibromyalgia it is not our job to convince you of the severity of the illness. It requires zero effort to mind your own business.

Don’t judge my good days.

Fibromyalgia is erratic. I never know how I will feel when I wake up. Sometimes I can go from reasonably ok to excruciating pain in the space of an hour. I try to plan around fibro, but nothing is ever set in stone. I can spread out appointments. Schedule rest days. Make a timetable for essential tasks, but my body doesn’t care. It will throw a painful spanner in the works whenever it pleases. The fact that I could do X yesterday is no guarantee that I will be able to today. An outing that I managed last week could easily leave me unable to function for days another time. I want to live as full a life as possible. So, on good days I attempt to get things done. The fear of being judged solely on those days is horrible. I’m not faking symptoms to avoid things I don’t want to do. I’m not lying when I cancel plans. In fact, the opposite is true. Most of the time I underplay how bad I feel. If I were to vocalise every dreadful sensation I’d never talk about anything else. I know my illness is frustrating. I hate that I inconvenience so many people. Please, believe that I am I trying my very best.

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