You become invisible or worse, an unpleasant malingerer.
Malingerer!?
You are amongst the strongest people I've ever met ... and I've met some strong ones. Honestly, I don't know how you manage to stay as sane as you do. If it were me, I'm 100% certain I would not have fared as well. You are a lioness caught in a cage and the constriction all the more galling given the length of your stride.
Marg, you're one of the most impressive and intriguing people I've met on Steemit ... and you are at the very core of "my tribe."
I will go have a look at that linked article.
BTW ... I'm all but finished your poem. I need a picture of you know who. Nothing goofy. Something noble looking. Hi resolution.
EDIT (Quote from that article):
I felt so alone when I realized that once you become sick, hurt or diagnosed you get put away in this box.
Ol' Quill will never put you away in a box. I know what you are ... and I will never stop prodding and poking you, even if you take out a restraining order against me. :-)
Quill