When I was in college, several years ago now, I used to walk all over campus no problem. Even just a couple of years ago I could go shopping on my own, walking across streets and parking lots were not a problem. But just within the past couple of years I have developed a “fear of concrete” and I’m pretty sure it’s getting worse. I contribute my inability to walk on concrete to a lack of practice and exercise, but it is also mental. Now I can't even walk from my car to my office on my own unless there is NO ONE around that might be looking at me and even then sometimes I freeze. I get nervous and freeze when I think someone is watching me, I freeze when I fear I might fall. I freeze when there are cars around because I fear I might fall in front of a car. My muscles tense, my legs stiffen up, causing my balance to become worse, and I literally can not move. I haven't fallen down yet but if I freeze suddenly half-way between my car and the office it takes me a really long, awkward time to get to the side of the building to touch for balance,. And once I make it the 20 feet to my office and relax, my legs, because of stiffening up, feel like Jello, like I’ve walked a flight of stairs a hundred times. It's maddening. But I refuse to start using a walker because I’m afraid that I'll become dependent on it and then never be able to walk alone anywhere.
A few weeks ago I went to my doctor for back pain. I have never really dealt with much pain, if any, as a result of my cerebral palsy. I think the back pain was a result of sitting wrong at my computer at work or lifting my 30 lbs two-year-old. My doctor asked me if I would be interested in physical therapy. I said yes, and that is when I told her about my difficultly walking.
I went to my first physical therapy appointment 4 weeks ago.. Boy did it bring back memories from childhood.
The physical therapy department is in a different building than my doctor’s office. One I had never been to before. The disabled parking is across from the entrance rather than the side of the building. I was doing okay walking until a vehicle came and stopped for me to cross. I got nervous, stiffened up, and looked like an 90 yr old trying to cross the street. I made it to the sidewalk and there were 2 guys on the sidewalk coming toward me. I asked if one of them could please assist me to the main sidewalk (I still had to cross where the sidewalk split for a small driveway). He helped me and then asked if I wanted help to the entrance. I said I would be fine and thanked him so much. Well, I wasn't fine because I already felt like I had caused a scene and now everyone was watching me. A woman walking into the building asked if I needed help and I said that I guess I did. Someone near the entrance had seen me and came over with a WHEEL CHAIR!!! LOL! OMG! Now I was totally embarrassed and I told him that and that I really didn't need it. But he was kind and insisted so I sat down in it and he pushed me to check-in. I assured him I would be fine once in the building. He said it would be no big deal if I wanted to be wheeled to my appointment, that he was just waiting for his wife, and wanted to make sure I would be okay. I stood up to check-in and thanked him over and over and said that no I wouldn't need assistance. I was fine after checking in and walked up to my appointment without any difficulty.
I told my physical therapist this and she said that yes, she could help me with my balance, but that she is not psychologist but it sounds like I have developed an anxiety about concrete. I agree with her because I know that part of it is mental. Part of it is a lack of confidence. Four years ago I suddenly was afraid to drive this one stretch of highway. Nothing had changed. It was all in my mind. I would get scared, stiffen up, making it difficult to drive. It lasted about a month and suddenly, as fast as my fear had developed, it was gone and I could drive this particular stretch with confidence and comfort again. I think this is somewhat similar mentally, yet also different because this is also physical. I just don’t exercise or walk as much as I used to. Surprisingly I had better balance when I was pregnant. And prior to that I was going to the gym and exercising fairly regularly, and getting out of the house more. I’ve had two physical therapy appointments thus far but I rescheduled the one this week because I hadn’t done any of the exercises in 2 weeks. It’s time to schedule exercising into my day, work on my balance and my strength, and beat this!
wow, it's nice to know, that it's not just me that has this problem. I don't know where it came from but it has definitely become worse over the years. I used to walk everywhere and it never crossed my mind. Now, it does fairly often.
ReplyDeleteI was actually using my wheelchair or scooter more just because I felt safer, and I didn't feel like I was going to end up making a scene if I fell on my face.
I hope things get better for you and you kick the fear.
I put one foot in front of the other and everything has to be deliberate. I continuously am injured from falling. No matter how careful, it still happens. Concrete? The only way I could describe the last incident was that it was like getting hit in the head full force by a flying sidewalk. My arms, having been injured in the fall prior to that, didn't come up to protect me. I guess they have fears of their own now. I love that you wrote about what it feels like to not trust something as simple as our steps. Crossing a street. Going in a store. Stepping out at all.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you, and thank you for posting Psalm 121.
Keep writing.