Scaredit's been 3 weeks since I've been in the hospital for not being able to walk. it started with a pain in my lower right abdomen and the doctors thought it was appendicitis. It wasn't. they sent me home with nothing but Tylenol. a week later the pain moved from my abdomen to my lower back and up my spine. 2 days later it i started having tingling in my hands (like that sleeping feeling) then i couldn't squeeze toothpaste, open water bottles, even hold an empty cup. I thought it was just a week thing and it would go away, of course it didn't. while this is happening the same thing started in my legs and now it had gotten to a point where i have to swing my hips to move. I use a walker in my house to get around but i have to use all my energy to walk 6 steps. 6 steps. you never think of walking as something you have to concentrate on but for me it is. When i go out of the house i use the wheel chair. I hate the way people look at me and treat me like i have a disease. so what i'm in a wheelchair. I have the same hair, face, personality. I still crack jokes and i still love.
I'm not sure if i'll be "back to normal" but secretly i don't mind. I like being different. sure it's hard: can't reach things, have to rely on others for certain things, having people look at me 24/7, and worst of people being rude. They don't open doors or hold it for me, don't ask if i need help.
I know people are scared to ask and don't want to hurt my feelings but that doesn't mean they can't talk to me. right?
I don't want to be alone. I'm scared that i'll be alone forever.