While my stubborn nature requires that I try my best to use as little assistance as possible, from time to time I must submit. On two separate instances I have needed to use (and probably still should) an assisting device of some sort.
The first was Roboleg and while I should probably use it still I have a hard time wearing it for any length of time. Does it help?? Of course it does but it also bruises my leg and leaves scrapes on my skin which never seem to heal. I don’t count either of those things as a good excuse but never the less they are what I’ve got.
As you can see I can make it up a mountain trail with it, but somehow the discomfort outweighs my need to wear it. I guess I should also explain that Roboleg is a custom orthotic that is used to help with my foot drop and other stability issues. I had a casting done and then about two weeks later I was graced by the presence of the carbon fiber wonder you see pictured above. The purpose of my little contraption was to keep my slowly weakening leg from buckling at random moments. I move around quite a bit and despite efforts to prevent it my leg had become increasingly stubborn about working the way I wanted it to. I still have Roboleg and I am pretty certain that it will still help when I find a comfortable way to wear it, because it is very helpful and rather inexpensive compared to alternatives.
I was not so effective at using Roboleg which may be what brought me to “The Scooter”. Not motorized scooter, but a little cart for me to throw my oh so stubborn right leg on when it just will not listen to reason. I limp quite often and to be honest I don’t notice it most of the time until someone mentions it. Earlier this year the limping became a problem when I was causing myself unnecessary back injuries by dragging my leg around. Turns out that limping isn’t good for your back, who knew? It was nothing elaborate, they usually give them to people with broken legs who need to move around, and I needed to move around. I eventually bounced back a bit with the help of prednisone and now I don’t use the scooter much, but I have it for when I need it.
The moral of the story? While M.S. may require occasional creativity for me to keep going to places I love with the people I love, I am just fine 🙂