(title is a line from the song A Little Time by The Beautiful South) I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how much time simply being disabled takes. Although there had always been the odd thing that took a long time or a lot of effort to sort out because of my disability it’s only really in the last year or so (since I started wearing compression and particularly since the carers started coming twice a day) that I really understood what people meant when they said being disabled takes a lot of time. But suddenly I’m waiting twice a day for a carer to turn up. I get a…