Well it was fun being back-pain free as it lasted. I thought I had it beat with a mix of bed rest, doing light every day stuff and a stretching routine (recommended by my dr). I had foolishly stopped using my cane but my back felt good. Not perfect but good, I mean I wasn't… Continue reading Spoke too soon. It’s back (pain that is)!
It's been three weeks since I injured my back. The most hellish three weeks I have been through in a long time too. I was starting to think it would never go away and one morning, I woke up able to stand straight. The next morning and so on. It's still sensitive and I have… Continue reading Update!!
Having an issue people truly don't understand can feel so isolating at times. Not being able to join the "normal" population in simple life activities because your body, mind or both won't let you. One of my biggest issues with accepting what I have, accepting what is my life, is my pride. I've been proud… Continue reading Being judged without a word said.
Last week I strained my back which has left me walking like a crotchety old woman for the past week and a couple of days. SO PAINFUL! My cane has been by my side the whole time, I can barely walk with it let alone without it. Last Thursday I went to see my GP.… Continue reading It’s been one week since I’ve stood up straight…
It's been months since I've had the chance to post an update about my hip situation; I may as well write one while I'm laid up. Yep, I've injured myself. I over did it. Between the holidays and getting the family back into routine I ended up straining myself to the point my back and… Continue reading January Update
For four months I tortured myself with anxiety over speaking to a new doctor about my medical issues and dealing with paperwork that will help my financial issues. I walked in the office feeling anxious, it was quiet that morning. Maybe two or three other people waiting in the lobby. I was called in shortly… Continue reading Semi-Happy Hip News And More Waiting
Hip Dysplasia has always been a term in my vocabulary. You see, I was born with this malformation disease in my left hip. 1982 was the year my parents realized there was something wrong. Despite attempts to correct and prevent it from getting worse, I lived my childhood with a serious limp and limitations on… Continue reading Baby, I was born with it.