If anyone think sthat DLA is an easy allowance to claim, they are sorely mistaken.
I have uncontrolled epilepsy, fibromyalgia and rheumatoid arthritis. I used to get the highest rate of DLA and mobility allowance, which helped me to pay for carers to accompany me when I did my shopping in case I had a seizure and hurt myself, or got disorientated while I am post-ictal, as I have almost been run over on various occasions whilst in that state, by walking in the road without being aware of my surroundings.
When my claim was up for renewal, I went from being classed as severely disabled, to fit and healthy, according to ATOS.
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I wish they HAD made me fit and healthy. It's no fun taking 23+ tablets a day just to function at a basic level. I was misled by the DWP too, and only got a reconsideration rather than a proper appeal, and didn't have the strength at the time to fight their maladministration.
I have been without my DLA for two years now, and I am drowning in debt, I have had to stop wearing my Medicaid bracelet with essential medical information on it because I can't afford the cost of a new one updated with my current medications on it.
I have to pay £26 a week to get my shopping home by taxi, plus £48 a week bus fares to get my DC's to school. I'm quite sure running a car wouldn't cost me that much for 20 journeys a week of less than 2 miles...except I can't drive due to my disability, and I can no longer pay for a carer to assist me, or use the minibus laid on for that purpose because...the use of the minibus is dependent on receipt of the mobility component of DLA.
I can't afford a new kettle tipper that reducesthe risk of me pouring boiling water over myself if I have a seizure - my old one broke 18 months ago.
I can't afford new anti-suffocation pillows that cost £45 a pair, and are meant to be replaced every 6 months. I last had new ones 2 years and 3 months ago. This leaves me at a MUCH higher risk of SUDEP - Sudden Death in Epilepsy.
But yeah, of course, it's easy to claim DLA. 
And do you know what - on a good day, I can look like a perfectly healthy 31 year old mum. On a bad day, I am immobile, can't hold a pen, can't type on a laptop, may not know my own address, may put myself at risk of being run over, may need to sleep for 21 hours in 24...
It's easy to think if you see me on a good day that I am trying to 'play the system'. However, on a bad day if you saw me at all, you would think that I have the mobility of a 90-odd year old.