My hubby says I am the healthiest 'sick' person most might meet. Heck I even floss twice a day! I DON'T look at all ~ disabled ~ sitting quietly. At that point, nobody'd suspect I may walk [or worse] sound like a drunk! I tire easily, due to the drag of my left foot and my diminished balance. Plus, if I speak for too long, I begin to stutter. Then my speech becomes slurred, as my lower lip trips over itself about as much as my feet do. Even still... because my pride is too great to ride my wheelchair; I smile quietly ~ walk proudly with crutches and hold my head high. People always SMILE back
I've experienced pain and neurological disturbances, for 30 years, with flares for months at a time. Normally, I exercise and stretch to keep up my mobility.
Ironically, during my worse and decreased mobility episodes... for whatever reason - the less I seem to be in pain. Unfortunately the more mobile, I am in life, the more pain I live with. While striving for balance, I pace myself as best I can. Yet my normal pace can often considered a snail's pace ~ when viewed by others ~ who are not afflicted.
The Sensation of "Pins & Needles".
One day, I was out in my garden picking grapes. As usual that stinging sensation became particularly burdensome! Just then, I happened to look down and realized I was perched on a large ant hill. Ants were angrily crawling up and down my pant legs, many of which were biting me, where no ant should have access to bite! I suspect I must have alerted all the neighbors, as I screamed and dropped my pants, right there and then in my back yard. You see modesty simply must take a 'back seat' to angry ants. Safe inside my home, I was able smile and laugh about it, with my pants and my dignity put back in their proper place.
My Best And My Worse
Often I have great difficulty lifting my arms and moving my legs. My balance is affected, as the weakness becomes exaggerated, and I tire way too easily.There are days I have to concentrate very hard, simply to walk without falling. My limbs just don't respond as easily as they should.
On my best days - I've been challenged for using my handicap placard and a handicap parking space. Little do these 'certain people' understand how getting into an establishment is NOT the problem; where as [getting back] safely to my car is the real issue!
On my worse days - fortunately there are others, who seem to start 'falling all over themselves', while kindly asking whether I am in need of any assistance or not.
As the flares blare and remit, I make every effort to keep my mind active, writing to "learn how to enjoy" the blessings I DO have, instead of my [just] focusing on any I might otherwise lack.
May 05, 2007
Jul 21, 2009