Well, @onemargie, I've gone topless before as a protest--but my point is I am so bloody sick of parading my illness in order to change things.
How many times do I get photographed looking bald and pissed off? I'm so much better off than many but I have a background that means I know how funding is dispensed, and it sure as shit is not going to the people who need it.
To get the $400 that was originally an option, I'd need to see my doctor to get a referal, that costs someone, make an appointment to be assessed, have my assessment assessed, have another appointment, fill out more paper work....Then my partner has to be assessed to show that he is my career or at least performs duties for me that I can't do for myself. Which is true, but only on the weekends. At the end of all this, a shit load of money has been spent, they will knock back my application and I will be the only person who doesn't benefit from the whole performance. Grrr.
In the meantime I'll be seeing an already overstretched physio while Centrelink is snapping at my arse demanding I jump through hoops that are getting smaller and higher off the ground...
I'm doing my best, I genuinely am. Common sense isn't common. To be honest, getting this peeved is quite energising, so maybe the whole process works in a bizare way.
