Results of the day:
I needn't have worried about the facilitator's impression of me. She looked to be about my age, she was dressed in a similar style of clothes as mine, and she was very nearly the same size! On top of this, she wasn't walking much better than I do. She does not use a cane but has a noticeable difficulty. She did mention that she was having some pain, and the fact that she said it so casually tells me it's chronic.
So--not likely I'll be disrespected on the basis of size, age, or disability.
It's a rotating weekly class. You jump in at any point, when there's an opening, and when you complete all of the topics, you graduate and make an opening for the next client. My past experience was correct, when it told me what to expect about the average level of intellect in the class. I hope it doesn't sound boastful; I mean it to be only a clinical observation, but I was expecting to be among the higher-functioning clients in attendance, and I was.
Today's topic was problem-solving. Some might be surprised at the fact that there are grown people who, after two hours of discussion, can't grasp: Identify the problem. Think of possible solutions. Try one. See if it worked. If it didn't, do something else. In the past I have had a lot of difficulty coping, when I'm way beyond something, and everyone else is still trying to get a handle on it. When I'm not doing well, one of my very first symptoms is a total intolerance of other people's symptoms. In this case, not doing well myself, I would be grumbling out loud about how slow everyone is, can't we get on with it, I've already been to kindergarten, didn't we cover this stuff already? But I am not going to be like that. I am going to sit through every boring session, without complaint, because you know, there are things about work that are boring too. It would be good discipline and preparation.
Of course, I will lose my Medicaid coverage when Mike and I get married. It is not known yet whether I will still be able to continue this program. If not, I am told I can go through many of the same resources without a referral, Medicaid or not.
The ultimate goal is the assisted job search. If they already know in advance that they are hiring a disabled person working through a program to become employed, I won't have to explain that gap in my job history by myself. I guess I *could,* but I don't want to have to.
I mentioned not feeling good--I'm still not. Again as an exercise, because sometimes you still have to work when you don't feel well, I sat through the class, but then went directly from there to the ER. I'd rather not divulge the nature of the problem, since it is quite personal, but it involves some pretty serious pain. I'm in the middle of solving it, but of course no treatment will have had time to take effect yet.