Before Kennedy’s Disease, I trusted that my muscles and reflexes would be there for me when I needed them. Whether involved in work or play, my muscles and reflexes could be counted on.
For example:
- If I tripped, I would catch myself before I fell.
- If I dropped something like a tool, ball or cup, almost every time I would catch it before it hit the ground.
- If I became tired walking, biking or hiking, I would take a short break and everything would be fine.
- Nothing was ever too far to walk.
- If something was too heavy, it just meant I needed a friend to help carry it.
- I never worried about climbing stairs.
- I never thought about not being able to get up from the ground.
Knock on wood, I have not kissed the floor in several years. I always placed safety first and it paid off. For example, one leg is weaker than the other one. I am aware of this and compensate for it.
Two weeks ago, I was doing my normal standing exercises—the ones I have been doing for years. While turning around, my stronger leg buckled. The tile floor and I became intimately involved with each other. They say love hurts, but so do falls on tile floors.
Two weeks later, I am still struggling with trust issues. Like a jilted lover, I am finding it difficult to forgive and forget. I am not certain I can ever trust that leg again.
Two weeks later, I am still struggling with trust issues. Like a jilted lover, I am finding it difficult to forgive and forget. I am not certain I can ever trust that leg again.
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