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Showing posts with label walking aide. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 July 2018

Bitter Sweet but Amazing Day

We had a pretty fantastic day.
It was a little bitter sweet... but still a great day.
Let me explain.

I had an opportunity to sing downtown for the final day of Stampede. It was such an honour to be there and I have been preparing for it for a while, so (understandably), I was excited and anxious and still quite nervous.
A little too anxious. A touch too nervous.
Suddenly last night my throat started feeling funny. It was slow-progressing, but it wasn't just a sudden onset of a cold or sore throat. This was swelling. For a while it was just a tickle and a bit of pain.... but then my voice was affected, and then my breathing...
The nervous excitement caused a pretty bad HAE swell. It required an extra sub-cutaneous injection, but with that and some additional medication, within a couple of hours the swelling was subsiding, and my throat wasn't overly affected.

Then - with it being the last day of Stampede - both Rj and I really wanted to spend some time on the grounds.
Rj was going no matter what, but I really really wanted to go.
There was only one problem.
There was absolutely no way that I could feasibly walk the grounds - even with my cane. Hell, even with my walker.

So we decided to find out if there was a rental place on the grounds where we could rent a wheelchair.
This wound up being the perfect way for me to enjoy being at Stampede.
I got to see the grounds, got to see the cattle and goats, we played a few games, enjoyed some food, and even managed to see a few of the motorcycle air-acrobatics. Normally, doing all of that while using my walker would still result in 10/10 pain, severe nausea, and most likely a trip to the Emergency Department for an IV treatment. With the wheelchair, however, and with Rj being kind enough to push me in it for the most part, I didn't get distracted by intense pain. I could get up to play a game or two and then rest. I could enjoy the afternoon and rest at the same time.

Obviously this is bitter sweet. It's not like I enjoy knowing how much a wheelchair helps me... that in order to function in certain situations, I actually need it, but having that available made the difference between being stubborn & suffering for it, and letting go of my pride and being in less pain.
It's not an easy thing to know that you can't do something without a wheelchair. That deterioration that we were hoping wouldn't occur until several years down the road. I never thought I would let down my guard and actually agree to use a wheelchair...
But today I am glad that I did.
I am lucky.
I am lucky because I have the option. I can be stubborn and stick to a walker, and then suffer for it later, but I am not bound to a wheelchair. It is not a 24 hour a day reality.

Do I want to have to use a wheelchair to enjoy a day like today?
No.
Am I thrilled that the option was there and that the wheelchair rental was not at all expensive?
Yes.

So today...
I appreciate that I have a medication that stops a throat swell in its tracks so that I can sing.
I am grateful for my family of roadies who always set up my gear so that I can just worry about the sound and singing.
I appreciate using a different chair and trying to reduce the amount of pain in my back and shoulders by changing how I sit when I am singing.
I appreciate that wheelchairs are available to rent and that I can utilize such a tool. I am grateful for Rj who was phenomenal in helping me to enjoy today, who was willing to push me around just so that I could spend an afternoon on the grounds.
Without it and without him there is no way I could have gone on the grounds today. I would have collapsed before getting to the first food truck.

A bitter sweet and yet completely fantastic day.

I still got to sing (even though my throat swelled up last night because I was so anxious).
I still got to go to Stampede (even though I couldn't physically walk it, so I had to use a wheelchair).

There are some pretty big difficulties today that are tough to face, but it made my day better - so why complain? Better to see the Lighter Side of such a great day.

Friday, 2 March 2018

Pretty Canes

Wanna know the best thing about having pretty canes??
People notice.
Now people don't just stare and wonder why I have to use a cane - people notice how pretty the canes are and the cane becomes a conversation piece. It opens up dialogue. It allows people to calmly, and kindly, ask why I need it. Then that is one more person who knows and understands that having arthritis in my hips and SI joint specifically is something that can happen to people at every age. That is one more person who now knows that arthritis is not just a disease of the aging. It is one more person who is aware of a type of arthritis that affects young adults.
And it comes without judgement, without nasty staring, and allows me to connect with someone.
It is a step - or a hobble - in the right direction.