Disabilities we all have one or more.

Most times at work or at home, you may be hard pressed to know the issues I have - indeed, I am a stubborn old cuss and still keep trying to do stuff and either then find I cannot do it, or manage it just about and then knacker myself for a couple of days. Fatigue is a huge issue, but that is one that nobody can actually 'see', nor can they 'see' the nerve pain in my thighs, left hand or left arm - - sure, drugs control that reasonably well, but things are nowhere near being normal or the way I was.

At work, I seem to have one extreme or another - either disabilities completely forgotten (at which point I usually continue to press on until I reach breaking point) or extreme over-caution and restriction. My colleagues are pretty good at keeping a general eye out for me or helping me, and thankfully aren't shy about doing so, nor are they shy about extracting the urine about it either, but then I do exactly the same (and I wouldn't have it any other way, as humour is the only way I can deal with things really)