Anyone have burning feet and legs, and back here in Albany NY been to 8-10 specialists! And no one can give me a answer what is causing it! Thanks jim
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Hi Ray, totally agree with you re: balance. I am 81, have a lot of heart issues, osteoarthritis in knees, peripheral neuropathy, plus peripheral arterial disease….Me with the painful feet and wooden feeling legs, and often severe cramp like pain in both legs, even at rest. It is excruciating pain, BUT my balance is shot as well, and it definitely is not due to my age…It is for sure the neuropathy…..and it is bad, especially a slight rise in the level of ground, trying to step off a deck, just a short 6 inches from ground…..A cane does help, but I hate it as it makes me look like an old man ( ha ha) Terry
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I know exactly what you mean, Terry, about a cane making you look like an old man. I have tried to convince myself that that's not true, paying careful attention to men using canes who don't immediately strike me as "old men;" also, seeing certain film actors – especially character actors in British costume dramas – strutting along wielding their canes (or, more properly, their walking sticks): never do I size up these gentlemen as "old men." Ah, but then there's me! Ony this morning, having driven to the market, I hopped out of my car with my legs – rested from the 1/2-hour's drive – feeling like a thousand bucks. I thought I might just leave my can in the car. But I took it anyway, and I was glad I did! I hadn't gone 50 steps before my feet started going 'clop, clop, clop' (kind of drop foot-ish). To make matters worse, when this happens, I catch myself watching the pavement; in other words, looking down, my shoulders rounded, my whole self tending to lean forward) – so there I am: Old Man Ray with his cane, clop, clop, clopping across the market parking lot. –Ray (@ray666)
Ray, just keep clopping! You’re not using a walker and at least you’re moving… So clop on!!!
LOL I'll definitely clop on! After all, what other choice have I got? Since my PN set in, I've come to realize that I'm faced with two Big Challenges. The lesser of the two is the physical; I've come to accept that my PN is what it is, and I must do all that I can to prevent it from advancing, or at least from advancing faster than it needs to, etc.) –that's the physical challenge, the lesser of my two Big Challenges. The great of the two is the psychological; initially, I had one hell of a time accepting that I was no longer the person that I was, even five years ago. Only a few hours ago, when I drove to where the state has set a mail-in ballot drop box, to cast my municipal vote, I gulped when I saw the distance I had to walk (or clop, LOL) to get to the drop box. Driving home, I laughed out loud, thinking: Only a few years ago, I ran my last marathon. I recall thinking, at Mile 25, 'Only a little more than a mile to the finish line, Ray. You can do it!' And then today, a few hours ago, thinking, 'Only about 30 steps from here to the drop box, Ray. You can do it!" That's why I laughed out loud. Continuing to live wholeheartedly is by far the Biggest Challenge. That's why until it becomes impossible, I'll continue to clop on! LOL ––Ray (@ray666)
Spot on Ray….me to a T too!! If I could look as jaunty and strut like
Fred, or Gene with a cane ok, but there I am looking at the pavement waiting for a curb to loom up or a slight rise, and clop clop clop, just like an echo of you. Well done, funny piece and true, thanks, Have a good clopping day…. Terry
Good one, ditto, I walked around the world as a young man, but like you have a totally positive outlook, laugh out loud, talk to myself saying what the hell happened, My head feels like gra
duation and wondering what to wear to the prom, but suddenly remember I can't jive anymore, let alone a nice slow waltz……Laughter is the best medicine, along with a glass or two of vino with a light dinner. Good clopping Ray
Keeping spirits up is our No. 1 challenge – or it is for me, anyway, and I suspect it is for you, too. It has been hard for me to accept changes over which I have little or no control, An example: last evening, at the end of dinner, my partner said, "I have to bring the trash barrels in off the roadway" – a silly little domestic chore in the past I would have volunteered to do, but I can no longer walk safely across the rough ground between the house and the road, not in the thin light of early evening So I remained at the table and, for a split second, thought, "How helpless I am!" Fortunately, that split second passed and I quickly salvaged my somewhat bruised pride. That's why I say for me keeping spirits up is my No. 1 challenge.
I do also. Search thoracic spine injury. Did you ever have a blow to that area?
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