I’m of the same opinion. The author has no freaking clue. I broke my ankle in high school and I got zero support. All of the classes were on the third floor and

I’m of the same opinion. The author has no freaking clue. I broke my ankle in high school and I got zero support. All of the classes were on the third floor and the cafeteria was in the basement. 1. There was no elevator in the building. I had to use crutches to get up the stairs while carrying all of my textbooks. 2. I was required to attend gym class on the second floor of another building (no elevator) and change clothes in a room with no chairs or benches. Then I would sit in a chair while everyone did the assigned activities. 3. I was required to eat lunch in the cafeteria. I wasn’t given extra time. Occasionally there wouldn’t be enough food and I would get a single peanut butter sandwich while others had gone through the line twice before I got there. 4. I was late to every class and everyone watched me while the teacher waited for me to get to an assigned seat down a narrow isle. 5. I wasn’t given extra time to get to the bus after school. So I had to wait in detention for my mom to drive from work if I missed the bus. 6. Oh, I forgot, the second to last class of my day was on a different floor. So I had to go down and back up the stairs. I forgot how many weeks this went on until I had a walking cast. The whole thing lasted 8 weeks. The best part, I broke my ankle in gym class because I got tripped and knocked sideways during basketball. They called my mom to pick me up instead of calling an ambulance.