(Typed this on my phone, apologies if auto-correct intervened and made any of the following nonsensical!)
OP, I have been dealing with this VERY same issue at WDW for 14 years. I have Lupus and Fibromyalgia, and simply cannot stand or walk for extended periods of time without being in chronic wide-spread pain.
In 2000, one of my first trips as an adult, I chose not to get an
ECV. Why? Because I was a perky, bubbly and energetic (but chubby) 19-year-old, and was scared of what people would think or say. And it was one of the worst mistakes of my life. I overdid it so badly on that trip that I remember very little except constantly being in pain and looking for the next opportunity to rest. I became more and more physically ill as the days of the trip passed. A week after returning home, I was rushed to ICU, and remained in the hospital for three weeks.
Due to my own pride and worry for other people's judgements, I threw my Lupus out of remission, and spent the next two years recovering and getting well.
NEVER. AGAIN.
I've been back to WDW many times since then, and I always get an ECV. I am still a perky bubbly energetic person, though now 33 years old and a lot more than just a little chubby.
I won't sugar-coat it... If you are overweight and don't have a visible disability, some very sad unfortunate people WILL look at you and assume you're just too fat and lazy to walk. At times, I've been so self-conscious about it that when I've gotten off my ECV, I've limped a bit, just to appease the nosy jerks who need to visually see me have a reason for being on that
scooter beyond my weight. I have encountered my share of dirty looks and even the occasional comment. I've read the ignorance and ugliness here on the DIS. It does exist.
So what?
Your health, happiness, and well-being are INFINITELY more important. There is absolutely zero reason for you to spend your trip cranky and hurting, to satisfy the very small number of people of miserable people out there who spent thousands of dollars to go to Walt Disney World, just to sit around and pass judgements on complete strangers.
And though it may feel daunting, the number really IS small. While I have encountered my share of ugliness, the kindness I have encountered from both cast members and guests far outweighs it. Truly.
One of my best moments came during the opening ceremony at Magic Kingdom. I had told my companion to find a good place to view the show (as he had never seen it and I didn't want him to miss out), while I went off to the far right to rent my ECV for the day (I prefer doing this over renting off-site and having to load on and off busses with it). Once I had my wheels, the crowd had become so thick, I could barely go forward an inch, and returning to my traveling companion was a lost cause. I didn't even realize that the frustration was showing on my face... But out of nowhere came a cast member, an older gentleman, who smiled and patted my back and said, "Princess, you look like you could use a little pixie dust!" And suddenly I was surrounded in a cloud of glitter and sparkles all around me! He was sprinkling shiny confetti over me... Pixie Dust. I could NOT stop smiling and giggling! It completely turned a frustrating ECV moment into an extremely magical one.
Another time, a cop on Main Street pulled me over and wrote me a ticket for "driving under magical influence" and "having too much fun." I have it in a frame, hanging in my apartment.
Another time, at Epcot, we ran into Pluto hanging out near Innoventions East. When I got off the ECV to go say hello... He ran over, jumped on it, and drove away! He did a few donuts, then came back to us. Funniest. Thing. Ever.
More times than I can count, guests have been wonderful about holding open swinging doors for me (like the ones on the walking trails in Animal Kingdom).
Anyhow... The point of my very long-winded post is this... Haters are gonna hate. It's not their trip, or their life... It's yours. You do whatever it takes to enjoy a safe, healthy, happy, pain-free vacation, and create magical memories for you and your daughter. Those memories will last you both FAR longer than the occasional rude person's sour face, and are far more important.
