Me, I happened to my feet. See this is one reason I don't tend to have a whole lot of pity for myself, and didn't actually ask the doctor to write up the handicapped thing on my own ever. Nor did I apply myself federally for the disability checks I get. I am a self destructive, suicidal, Type 1 diabetic who choose a slow and painfully way to die intentionally because I thought I needed, and still do, to suffer. But I am going to stop now cause it's rather depressing for others to hear about my maladies, and that's sorta just the tip of the iceberg. I'm open to talking about them, but I don't feel this is the place.