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Okay, I am really tired so I know that is contributing. And I know I have tons to be thankful for and really shouldn't be complaining compared to what so many of you deal with every day but I am so frustrated.
I have posted a few times before around the boards about having severe Plantar Fasciitis in BOTH feet. It has been going on for years. I have had every treatment possible (please don't suggest treatment options--I truly have had ALL options alreadY) except full release surgery. I am not a good candidate for the surgery so my Dr and I are not willing to do it yet. I am trying to lose about 50 pounds to see if that helps first. Until then I am pretty much unable to walk for more than about 5-10 minutes before the pain is unbearable. So I am now pretty much cane and wheelchair bound for anything beyond the house or quick errands for the first time in my life.
I just got home from our first family vacation (not WDW) with me like this. We had a lot of fun, but I was so frustrated the whole time. I hated that wheelchair. I am a take charge, follow me, "let's go have fun kids" mom. I follow them around and play and get involved and this trip I was little more than a coat rack.
We went to an awesome Children's Museum in Rochester where I had to get help from a friend or my kids to push me--I dont' have the strength to get around in the wc by myself. Often they would just kind of leave me and run off. There was so much cool stuff so see and do but I just couldn't get to it. I was a bit active the beginning of the day but in too much pain to do much after the first hour. The kids just kept bringing me their stuff to hold. It was one of the first times I have ever been somewhere like that with them where I couldn't be involved.
We went to Niagara Falls and my poor DH had to put up with 3 kids, our 2 kids and me--push me here, push me there. Lots of hills to push me up and down--I felt so bad for him. I felt so damn helpless--I hate that feeling. He took lots of pictures of me and the kids but I just want to cry when I look at them. I have wanted to go to Niagara Falls all my life, but I never imagined that I would be seeing it from a wheelchair. I felt like such a burden.
On the way home we went to Hershey Chocolate World. It was so crowded--and they told us that really it wasn't very crowded by their usual standards. People kept stepping in front of us and it was so hard to keep from running over them. I wanted to shop but I couldn't get around at all, it was just impossible to get through with the wc. At one point I did just break down in tears because I was so frustrated with it all. We did the ride of the "factory tour" but missed the beginning because the wc entrance is through an employee hall so the whole family missed part of the experience. Did the movie and bunch of attitude filled pissy women tried to refuse to move when the usher told them they had to because they were sitting ON TOP of the reserved for wc rope they had put out on our seats. They then directed that attitude at me and my DD during the move. I don't want to be conspicuous.
I can't go the mall or take my kids clothes shopping now without DH because he has to push the wc. I am a VERY independent person. I can't stand this. I am a control freak--everyone knows that about me. This vacation was to visit my best friend and she commented that I really seemed subdued and different and that it was just so unlike me to not be taking control with everyone else following behind. She has never seen me just sitting down when there is fun to be had.
Thanks for reading if you got this far. I am going to bed. I just needed to vent, whine, share etc. I know I should be grateful that I can still walk, and that I have some hope that if I lose weight this may not be permanent. But for now I just am not sure how to cope/adjust. I have lost so much control and independence in the last few months and this vacation really showed that even more. And the fear that this could be permanent is terrifying me even more.
I have posted a few times before around the boards about having severe Plantar Fasciitis in BOTH feet. It has been going on for years. I have had every treatment possible (please don't suggest treatment options--I truly have had ALL options alreadY) except full release surgery. I am not a good candidate for the surgery so my Dr and I are not willing to do it yet. I am trying to lose about 50 pounds to see if that helps first. Until then I am pretty much unable to walk for more than about 5-10 minutes before the pain is unbearable. So I am now pretty much cane and wheelchair bound for anything beyond the house or quick errands for the first time in my life.
I just got home from our first family vacation (not WDW) with me like this. We had a lot of fun, but I was so frustrated the whole time. I hated that wheelchair. I am a take charge, follow me, "let's go have fun kids" mom. I follow them around and play and get involved and this trip I was little more than a coat rack.
We went to an awesome Children's Museum in Rochester where I had to get help from a friend or my kids to push me--I dont' have the strength to get around in the wc by myself. Often they would just kind of leave me and run off. There was so much cool stuff so see and do but I just couldn't get to it. I was a bit active the beginning of the day but in too much pain to do much after the first hour. The kids just kept bringing me their stuff to hold. It was one of the first times I have ever been somewhere like that with them where I couldn't be involved.
We went to Niagara Falls and my poor DH had to put up with 3 kids, our 2 kids and me--push me here, push me there. Lots of hills to push me up and down--I felt so bad for him. I felt so damn helpless--I hate that feeling. He took lots of pictures of me and the kids but I just want to cry when I look at them. I have wanted to go to Niagara Falls all my life, but I never imagined that I would be seeing it from a wheelchair. I felt like such a burden.
On the way home we went to Hershey Chocolate World. It was so crowded--and they told us that really it wasn't very crowded by their usual standards. People kept stepping in front of us and it was so hard to keep from running over them. I wanted to shop but I couldn't get around at all, it was just impossible to get through with the wc. At one point I did just break down in tears because I was so frustrated with it all. We did the ride of the "factory tour" but missed the beginning because the wc entrance is through an employee hall so the whole family missed part of the experience. Did the movie and bunch of attitude filled pissy women tried to refuse to move when the usher told them they had to because they were sitting ON TOP of the reserved for wc rope they had put out on our seats. They then directed that attitude at me and my DD during the move. I don't want to be conspicuous.
I can't go the mall or take my kids clothes shopping now without DH because he has to push the wc. I am a VERY independent person. I can't stand this. I am a control freak--everyone knows that about me. This vacation was to visit my best friend and she commented that I really seemed subdued and different and that it was just so unlike me to not be taking control with everyone else following behind. She has never seen me just sitting down when there is fun to be had.
Thanks for reading if you got this far. I am going to bed. I just needed to vent, whine, share etc. I know I should be grateful that I can still walk, and that I have some hope that if I lose weight this may not be permanent. But for now I just am not sure how to cope/adjust. I have lost so much control and independence in the last few months and this vacation really showed that even more. And the fear that this could be permanent is terrifying me even more.
I am glad you vented. I am in a similiar type situation and I know how frustrating it is. You are not alone. 
She didn't want to help me with the ramps (I don't have the strength to get up them by myself) but was forced to. Of course while standing in the first long line she did say she wished she could sit down with me!
when I ask him how I am supposed to get on with my life and do alll that I need to. I am going to break down and ask him for a Handicapped parking pass next week because there have been some problems that would be helped by having that (wc entrances in seperate lots from regular parking, no wc acess except from handicapped parking areas etc..), but I am not sure he will agree to it. He keeps saying that if it hurts just stay off of it. But I can't do that. I AM trying to keep living my life, even if it is much modified from before.
--not sure if you remember/recognize me--I had the "You know you are addicted to the DIS" sign in my siggy with the tribute to you last year that I also hung on my stroller at Disney. . . (my kids are still trying to figure out who the heck Chuck and Dave are
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I would so be racing you--and then buy you a drink! (after I got there first
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Gee, they usually at least me sign up and hang out a while before they ban me. WHO TOLD THEM I WAS COMING???
