My relationship with disability is complicated. Type one diabetes is an invisible illness, but most days, I don’t consider myself to be “ill.” I’m incredibly privileged in that the NHS allows me free access to insulin, the Omnipod Dash insulin pump and the Freestyle Libre flash glucose monitoring system. I live a relatively “normal” life, and as a result, I haven’t always felt comfortable using the label “disabled”: but was this the product of societal perceptions of disability?
‘My body is betraying me’
This was the thought that flitted across my mind the first day the post-Covid fatigue took me down. It wasn’t, and still isn’t, actually betraying me, but I was upset and felt helpless and needed to be melodramatic for a moment.