It's usually the other way around. I do not look disabled, but have COPD and have trouble walking without running out of breath. Someone approached me, got right in my face, and yelled "********! Where are your crutches?" He had me in tears.
A friend who lost a leg to cancer at 17 or 18 was constantly harassed. She was in constant pain, but it does not show, so she was fair game. Rapping on the prosthesis usually produced an embarrassed apology.
June
It's usually the other way around. I do not look disabled, but have COPD and have trouble walking without running out of breath. Someone approached me, got right in my face, and yelled "********! Where are your crutches?" He had me in tears.
A friend who lost a leg to cancer at 17 or 18 was constantly harassed. She was in constant pain, but it does not show, so she was fair game. Rapping on the prosthesis usually produced an embarrassed apology.