My husband was permanently disabled from an incident at work, that was Aug. 31, 1992. He fell going into the grocery store one day and people stepped over him, kicked him, and made fun of "that damn drunk" as he laid in pain. I was unable to pick him up. Cops drove by and wouldn't stop to assist us....I will NEVER go back to San Diego again.

He's unable to work since he can't stand more than 30 - 45 minutes and then needs a cane...he has a mobility scooter for any real distance. Because his disability left him in a weakened condition, (he WAS a heavy smoker as well) he developed COPD and he has sleep apnea and he's diabetic...plus other things...he did quit smoking 2 1/2 years ago amd he finds pleasure in his computer. He's not lazy, he's disabled!!!