#cooking in a wheelchair

[chronicpaingirlie]

disabled joy is so important !!!!!!!

[sirensongster]

I'm thinking of starting a Substack for posting my silly little hobby essays on food and disability advocacy. Would anyone be interested at all?

[thats-sir-dyke-to-you]

When it comes to hygiene tasks and self care with disability and chronic illness, its pretty much a constant case of: don't let perfect be the enemy of the good.

Basically: it's better to do something, than to do nothing at all.

TLDR: Just because you can't do something "properly" doesn't mean you shouldn't do it at all. Do it half-way. Do it shitty. Do it barely. Do it on a technicality. But do what you can. Just try, because doing something will help you.

If you don't have the energy to scrub your body with a sponge, just rub soap over your skin with your hands.

If you don't have the energy to wash your whole body with soap, just hit the places where sweat accumulates, or where you're smelliest.

If you don't have the energy to wash with soap AT ALL, just sitting in water is better than nothing. It will wash away dirt and oils.

If you can't bathe or shower at all, a warm wash cloth is your new best friend. If that's too much, then try bath wipes. They're a bit bigger than regular wet wipes, and a bit more heavy duty. They're designed to help keep bed ridden patients clean in hospitals.

If you don't have the energy to dry yourself after a bath or a shower, just put on a bathrobe and get into bed. If you don't have the energy to get dressed afterwards, just don't. It can wait until you can.

If you don't have energy to brush your teeth for two minutes, honestly, just a cursory scrub is better than not doing anything.

If you can't brush your teeth twice a day, brush in the evenings. It will help take away the build up of food from the day.

If you don't have the energy to brush AT ALL, honestly, just take a cloth and wipe the plaque off your teeth. Rinse with mouth wash after if you'd like. Something is always better than nothing.

If you can't floss twice a day. Try once. If that's too much, try a few times a week. If that's too much, try setting aside a day once a week as a goal. If you can't keep a schedule, do it when you're able to. Hell, I keep some floss next to my bed so that if I forget and don't have the energy to go get it, I can just reach over.

If you can't iron your clothes, don't bother. Wrinkles are fine. Wear jumpers over wrinkly t-shirts. No one will know, and honestly, most people won't even care. If it's really wrinkly and it's A Big Deal And It Needs To Be Ironed, here's my life hack. Step 1: take a spray bottle, and spritz the item of clothing (while you're wearing it is easiest) until it's lightly damp. Step 2: use a hair-dryer on the clothes until they're dry. It gets rid of creases like nobody's business, it's easier than lugging out the iron and ironing board, and you get to have nice toasty warm clothes afterwards.

If you can't fold your clothes, try just hanging them up. It's less commitment. It's quicker to do. Granted, you need to have the space in order to do this, but it is also good at helping you downsize, and lets you visualise exactly what you have.

If you can't put your clothes away, invest in a couple of laundry baskets, and then just keep your clean clothes in the baskets. You can then separate washed clothes into underwear, pants, and shirts baskets. You can just leave them like that. I'm giving you permission to never fold your laundry again if you can't. Just leave it unfolded. Who's going to care? Something is better than nothing. If you can, try to put those baskets into your closet so that you can keep the clutter out of sight, and give yourself a more restful environment.

If you can't separate your clothing out into different categories and wash them "properly" (whites, warm tones, cool tones, darks, delicates / switching between hot & cold washes / paying attention to laundry instructions on the label) then just don't worry about it. If you cold wash your clothes, colours won't bleed. Maybe gradually over the course of dozens of washes there'll be some changes in hue, but it's really not as high stakes as the One Red Sock In The Whites Turns Them Pink trope makes it out to be.

I've pretty much come to the point in my life where if a piece of clothing can't survive the washer and dryer, then it's just not meant to be. I colour separate my clothes, and if I have the energy/remember I'll take my bras and jumpers out of the washing machine to drip dry. But otherwise, I leave it to the universe.

If you can't separate out your recycling, then don't. If you have a large amount of rubbish you need to get rid of but the idea of separating it out properly is stopping you from doing so, then just don't worry about it. I know it's not ideal, but if you have garbage in your room/house and you need to get rid of it, please just get rid of it. Don't let the problem get bigger and harder to deal with. Don't let "doing something properly" get in the way of keeping your living spaces clean. Please. Give yourself understanding.

If you can't wash your dishes, get paper plates. Obviously, it's not ideal, but it is better that you eat food than skipping meals. It is better that you have a clean kitchen, rather than having dishes piling up and making it harder to look after yourself.

If you can't prepare meals for yourself keep making the tasks easier and easier. If you can't do recipes, then simplify. Use pasta sauce from the jar instead of making it. Eat canned soup. Buy food you can just stick in the oven. If you eat fish fingers and microwave veggies every night, it's better than not eating anything at all. It's better than having to fork out money on take-out. If you need ready-made meals, then get them. If you're literally just eating a raw cauliflower for dinner; 1) I see you, 2) me too, sis, 3) something is better than nothing.

These are the basic things you need to do every day to function as a person. They are your activities of daily living. Brushing your teeth. Bathing or showering. Using the bathroom. Getting dressed. Eating. Drinking. Sleeping. Keeping your environment clean. You don't need to do these things perfectly, but they need to happen in order for you to have a decent quality of life.

And it breaks my heart, because I know that so many disabled people can't do these things every day. I'm not saying this to guilt or judge, I'm saying that these are basic needs; you deserve these things. These things bring dignity. If a disabled person is unable to do these things, it diminishes their quality of life. It robs them of dignity.

If you need help to do these things, Its okay to ask for help. It's okay to need help. But if you can't get that help and you have to do these things by yourself -- or you just plain want to be independent and do it without help-- then don't hold yourself to standards you can't meet.

Don't let perfect be the enemy of the good. Doing something is always better than doing nothing. Even if it's not perfect. Even if it's not done well. Do what you can.

[jinkushiroll]

izuku and spinner's conversation was peak actually so well handled.

he's so

[gxlden-angels]

Christians seeing a disabled person: lol skill issue ✝️🙏

[hexapustapes]

Bonus chapter sketches for SL chapter 8

[natandacat]

Celebrating being able to be in the kitchen by cooking and baking all these apples and pears

[unladielike]

@badheart​​ — continued from here ;;

    Naturally, the Light Yagami reference doesn’t fail to slip her notice; in fact, Vivian would soon let out a soft snort upon seeing her devour a potato chip in such a highly exaggerated manner while shaking her head, as if saying ‘You are so silly’. “Now, you’re making me wanna re-watch Death Note again,” she then finally comments, amused beyond belief. When Fang mentions liking anything coconut flavored, however, her brows would shoot upwards in newfound interest.

    “Oh... you don’t say? To tell you the truth, I only have manly bath products, so I don’t know what coconut shampoo smells like,” Vivian goes on to admit. Of course, by that, she means her personal bath products included manlyᵀᴹ Moisturizing Shampoo, manlyᵀᴹ Hair and Scalp Conditioner, Invigorating Seaweed Shampoo, Minnesota Wood Body Wash, and BANDED Masculine Body Wash: Blood Orange; therefore, Vivian made the mental note of entering a Bath & Bodyworks shop as soon as she came back to Vancouver again, if only to better understand why her friend liked coconut shampoo so much. Still, at Fang’s next words, she’s quick to sweat-drop.

    “Is that even a girls night out activity? Though, upon further reflection... I’m pretty sure if we ate only snacks for dinner, that would be deemed pretty ‘yeet hay’,” Vivian ponders aloud. Granted, she was no stranger to resorting to unhealthy dietary choices when home alone, to the point where there were admittedly times she only had salted seaweed for dinner, but still, she’s pretty sure they both deserved better than a ‘snack dinner’.

    “Besides, if I’m not eating alone, I’d rather make you dinner myself... but as for why I asked, I guess I was just curious. What, is it suddenly a crime for me to wanna get to know my friends a little bit better?” Sure enough, Vivian then proceeds to squint at her rather judgmentally.

[cemeterym]

i'm begging my uni to stop making every fucking student social activity something where you have to walk around a bunch if you are a slow walker who cannot help it they literally want you dead

[blackberryjambaby]

it's just interesting that the space she wants clear stays clear while the space i NEED clear always manages to be piled high with her shit

[housefreak]

cinephile 2 cinephile communication

[imtheecrybaby27]

Fatigue and Dinner

[gay-circle]

can someone who actually knows how to grocery shop and cook actual meals please just come possess me, thanks

[skittlespizza]

Ram using modern day mobility aids.

[disagigglebilities]

Me: *starts working in an assisted living place*

Resident: *thinks I'm a new resident because I have a cane*

[bottomoftheriverbed]

While we're on the subject of very lovely people god bless my flatmate because he has had to deal with all of my bullshit, including but not limited to "severe brain fog means i need help with basic tasks" "i am sick and cannot get to the shops" "i am in agony and the person on 111 is telling me to go to a&e" "my wheelchair is broken down (x2)" as well as the fact that my immediate response to any sort of overwhelming emotion is to cry and sometimes dissociate.