Mine was when going to see the neuro for a 'renewal' of my temp. capper's tag, HE CHECKED OFF on the PERMANENT block! That day I do believe I went home in one total, complete FOG. IT WAS REAL, IT WAS PERMANENT?
While I appreciate the access, I also pretend to ignore the handicap by parking and walking farther than needed. Forcing myself to move more and ignore the total disability prospect.
The permanent aspect 'hangs' over me tho. It's like a metastic cancer in some ways -more mentally than actual physical?
Yes, I guess it goes with the 'YOU DON'T LOOK SICK' aspects of what we all deal with..

OK FOLKS...WHAT was your worst day?

ps...I've others, but they aren't near as exciting? - j