Our beloved Greta Christina is laid up with a painful knee injury, but even on painkillers she manages to write something inspiring and important. She reminds us, for example, that rather than thanking God for medical progress, we should be thanking researchers and doctors:
I want to thank everyone in history who has done good, evidence-based research into medical science. I’m getting better medical care for my dislocated knee, with less pain and a faster recovery and a better long-term prognosis, than I would have twenty years ago: better still than it would have been forty years ago, or a hundred. I’m getting care that has been rigorously tested and shown to actually be effective, using careful, double-blinded, placebo-controlled, replicated studies, designed and run by people who give a damn about the truth. I owe these people, and I want to thank them.
And she also thanks everyone who has fought for equality because everyone involved in this situation has treated her relationship with her wife, Ingrid, exactly as it should be treated:
And I want to thank everyone who, for the last several decades, has been fighting for LGBT rights and recognition.
When I was in too much pain — and/or just too freaked out — to call 911, to deal with firefighters and paramedics and medical staff, to give and receive information to and from these folks, to cope with even the basic logistics of getting me out of the apartment and making sure we had everything we needed for the adventure ahead of us… Ingrid was the one who did the talking, and the coping. At several points in the evening’s adventure, the firefighters and paramedics and medical staff and the people at the 911 call center asked Ingrid what her relationship with the injured person was. Every time they asked, she unhesitatingly answered, “She’s my wife.”
And every time she said this, her answer was unhesitatingly accepted. She was able to ride in the ambulance with me; to answer questions for me; to sign in for me at the emergency room; to stay with me in the hospital room when I was waiting for attention and results; to pick up my meds for me. She was consistently, and unhesitatingly, and without question, dealt with as my family…
This didn’t happen by accident.
This happened because, for many decades now, people have been fighting to make it happen. People have been fighting for our legal rights… and people have been fighting for our social acceptance, and for the recognition of our basic humanity. People have been pointing out the thousands of ways that queers are treated as second-class citizens, and the thousands of reasons that this is unacceptable. And they — we — have been demanding an end to it.
Hear, hear. Get well soon, Greta.
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