Tomorrow is the walk and I seriously cannot wait. I've done fundraiser walks before, which have been mostly for cancer research (both my father and mother have/were affected by cancer). My mom is a breast cancer survivor, and my dad died with brain cancer, and at one point had cancer of his tongue. Although those walks always had importance to me, this walk has a new level of importance because this is something that is affecting me personally. I have to live with this everyday, so it puts a new level of emergency on it, a new level of wanting to have a big team and to have people donate. With this economy being so shitty, no one can find the spare cash to donate though!! My mom and her husband donated $25 which is amazing, and a team member of mine donated $10 to the team, and I know every dime counts, but I want to raise THOUSANDS! Next year I think I'm going to try to get my community involved. See if some restaurants around town would want to get involved and have a fundraiser for this walk. I hope they all go for it!
I'm a little sore from the procedure yesterday, can't take a full swing through on my step yet, which is driving me nuts. I am hoping that tomorrow it's all better or close to 100% that I don't need to have a crazy limp for the entire walk! My dogs will not like it if I have to walk slowly. It wouldn't be fun for all the people who signed up to walk with me either, I'd be the slow poke in the group, and that's definitely something I never want to be in a group. When I hike I'm always in the head of the pack because I can't stand thinking "normal" or able-bodied people beating me doing anything. I want to prove to them, to everyone, but mostly to myself that nothing can beat me, hold me back or down. I know it's not how I should look at things, me v. them, but how can I not when just over six years ago I was one of them. I was an able-bodied human being, who took her health, body and athleticism for granted, thinking it was something I would always have. Now I live with the memories of my feet pounding the pavement jogging around the neighborhood, or tearing down the soccer field. So many things changed so quickly, but all those things can change, but the one thing that never has is my competitive spirit to be the best at everything I do... and that's something the car accident, hip fracture or arthritis can take away from me.
I severely injured my hip when I was 22 years old. Since then I have been diagnosed with traumatic arthritis of the hip, osteoarthritis of the hip and femoral acetabular impingement. This blog is my way of getting out the feelings I have, and the pain and trouble those of us who suffer from arthritis go through on a daily basis. It is a debilitating disease that I believe too many people ignore or set aside as no big deal.
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