Hear ye, hear ye, yes it's true, I AM OFFICIALLY DISABLED.
Don't get me wrong, this isn't exactly something that i'm proud of, and you won't see me strolling around in a wheelchair for shits and giggles any time soon, but it is true, i went through and handed in my little sheet declaring that I qualify for a handicapped spot, and i was rewarded with the little permit, with that tiny blue person sitting happily in wheelchair in the right hand corner.
So i went to the Ministry of Transport, and it was awkward, b/c clearly I don't look disabled (at least I hope not). The box that my doctor checked off on the sheet states that I am an individual "with a lung disease to such an extent that total forced vital capacity in one second is less than that of 1 litre". So i stood there, and I made a point of coughing a lot, and breathing heavily, even though I wasn't out of breath, just to demonstrate you know, that I am infact, in need of a lung transplant and can't walk too far, and am essentially disabled.
So when all was said and done, I got my pass and was free to go. I was so thrilled with myself that the only thing prevently me from skipping merrily down the street was my lung disease. I then picked up my meds and all was right in the world.
That's about it really. There isn't much to say or post. I hope you're all well. Happy December 1st, yo!