- Joined
- Feb 15, 2003
- Messages
- 23,213
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.