2nd Class

 Sorry i havent been around , its gardening season and i had the munchkin for a week , hes 14 and now towers over me...lol...genetics are  wonderful within a family of dwarves hes going to be the odd one of this generation , we seem to get one changling now and again .

So heres a strange one , it seems i am viewed by certain members of the family as a second class person  one of those who languishes in a Council House and scrounged all their life my neighbours for the most part take the same view . Some of you wont have followed for long enough to know the whole story.

Once upon a time we wernt rich but we were managing , MR BH was working as a bloke with a very big spanner fixing lorries and farm machinery . He earned a pretty good wage but he only got to keep £40 a week because of his endless spat with The Child Support Agency back in the days when they wrecked many lives and families . I was divorced from an alcoholic dick head and working for the bailiffs , he also managed to shaft me financially, the sale of our house covered all the debts he ran up and i ran away , he didnt bother to pay all of his debts and is still hiding from his many creditors with his 3rd wife . I had a huge debt with the DWP because my ex had claimed benefits for the kids while they wernt living with him , so they came after me for the balance as they used to do. We decided to move in together and we were always skint but happy , we both worked endless hours to clear this mess then he managed to have an accident and break his neck , and mash his legs , they were more concerned about his legs so didnt spot the neck till 18 months later when he couldnt move his hands , admittedly they operated within days and plated him up but it was never quite right and he struggled on , in 2017 he went to work one morning and rang me to say he was parked in a layby and couldnt feel his legs . They found that his discs had popped at the base of his spine but it couldnt be repaired because he had an inoperable benign tumour  so every time he was lifting anything heavy he was bruising his spinal cord . They have since decided he has degenerative spinal problems and umpteen other weird and wonderful things wrong in his bones . He then had seizures and heart problems probably caused by prescribed drugs that have left him mentally a wee bit odd.

So here we are stuck in the benefits trap ,  its not going to change till the day he dies and believe me hes got a whole range of things that can kill him . Im just the zoo keeper of a bloke who has endless bowel and bladder problems constant nose bleeds of epic proportions , shouts because his volume control doesnt work all the time and dont even go there about the weird neurological stuff when he cant speak what he means and just a jumble of words come out , thats the one that makes him really angry because he thinks we are just not understanding what hes saying . hes now back at the hospital for nerve degeneration so hey ho .

So there you are dont judge the fat folks you see racing around on mobility scooters , dont judge the neighbour whos barely coherent and in their jimmys all day , you dont live in their skins , you dont live the daily humiliations of their lives and you never think that life can change in an instant ... thats todays rant over with ...Thankyou