Since I can remember, the words "handicapped" and "disabled" have made my stomach turn. I have never used those words to describe myself, even at a time when I had a handicap placard and very much fit the definition.
I chose the title of my book, "Sick Girl Speaks!", as a tongue and cheek way of asking what does being a "sick girl" look like?
Recently, I began noticing when I said things like "my CF" or "I'm a lung transplant." Is it my CF or THE CF. Am I a lung transplant? No, I am a person who had a lung transplant.
The use of language in relationship to illness fascinates me. What words do you embrace and which do you shun? Why? Do you think the little words we use, like "my" CF instead of "the" CF make an impact on our psyche?
I can't wait to hear everyone weigh in.