It’s getting harder to walk around. My left leg and foot is worse than my right. My left foot doesn’t lift up all the way. I’m considering getting a cane to balance myself. I’m worried about falling. I already ordered a shower chair, a grab bar, and a set of grabbers for myself.
I’m worried that I will be permanently disabled. I don’t want to be permanently disabled at 32. I want to be able to walk and play with my son. I’m hoping and praying that surgery will help. I am nervous about seeing my dr on Monday. I’m afraid he won’t refer me to surgery yet again even though I don’t think any injections are going to help with the numbness and tingling. That alongside the pain is what makes it so difficult to get around.
It’s a gorgeous day outside and I wish I could go out and enjoy it but I can’t. I might go out and sit in the driveway at least.
I am just scared. I’m terrified of surgery but I have no choice, I’m more terrified of being disabled for the rest of my life.
I just want answers. At least the spasms have stopped.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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