Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Applying for SSI, Day Two
I'm not boring you, am I? I thought I'd make this milestone -- applying for Social Security Income for my disabled now eighteen year old daughter -- more like a game and therefore not only educate you in the finer navigational arts of the disability world but amuse you, too. The photo of me is right after I had my eyes dilated this morning in an annual eye exam. I forgot to bring my sunglasses, so the doctor gave me that nifty pair that I wore for pretty much the entire morning and well into the afternoon. My eyes are dark, very dark, and at this 3 pm writing, they're still a tad dilated, and it's uncomfortable to look outside or even to read. I chose to use my time wisely, though, and work a bit more on the online application and make another call to the Social Security office. As I explained yesterday, I was on hold for nearly fifteen minutes and then quite suddenly disconnected. One moment I was listening to Neil Sedaka and the next just silence. The Neil Sedaka made me wonder if perhaps I'd stepped into some sort of time warp and had actually made the call in 1975 and was still on hold. Today, I dialed the number and nimbly made my way through the labyrinth and was then politely told by the machine to call back at a later time. There was no hold time, no Neil Sedaka, no love will keep us together. I waited five minutes and did the same and was told the same. Not even a think of me babe whenever, some sweet talkin guy comes around.
I forgot to tell you that earlier, as I made my home through my urban neighborhood, squinting through my sexy, curled sunglasses, I thought about the concept of dilation -- how eyes dilate in darkness to let in more light and then contract to protect the eye from too much of it. I thought, though, how the pupil grows larger and darker when light is needed and shrinks to a tiny pinprick when it's too much. Reader, do you follow me here? Does your mind grapple with such paradox on a continuous basis?
Applying for SSI, Day One