Guilt and Regret as a Disabled Mother
I see the judgmental looks every time I leave my house. Why is she disabled? Why is she using a cane? Why is she using a motorized cart? Why can't she just walk? Being fat isn't a disability!!!! You're right, it's not. I have severe underlying issues you know NOTHING about and it makes me feel like my body is on FIRE when I move it too much on days that it's flared up. And you'll NEVER guess what moving too much on a flare day means. It means, you hurt so bad, you wait until the ABSOLUTE LAST MINUTE to move to go pee or have a BM. Because moving your body enough to even GET to the TOILET on a bad flare day!!!! Is nearly impossible and requires a medal of honor. When my wife first met me, I was nearly 300 lbs and roughly 6 feet tall. I am now less than 280 lbs and am roughly 5 feet 8 inches. This is all due to DDD or degenerative disk disease, scoliosis, arachnoiditis, and a genetic pars defec...