It is a guarantee in life that you will make a mistake, and more than one. Anyone who says they have never made a mistake simply isn’t living because that just comes along with life itself. It’s kind of weird to say, but mistakes are good. They teach us and shape the person we become.
Mistakes happen. Ask someone that has made the mistake of washing a load of white clothes with a pair of new red socks or locked themselves out of their car while it was still running (yes, I have done both), if mistakes happen. One thing is for sure, they give us new ways of looking at life.
I’ve made the mistake before of thinking I couldn’t use a cane to help me walk because it would draw too much attention to myself. I didn’t want people staring at me. What a mistake that was. I found myself holding onto walls, furniture and people in order to move around. I looked sillier hanging onto those things than I ever would have if I just used a cane, so I broke down, sucked it up and bought a cane.
It took some getting used to, but my cane simply became a tool to aid me as I walked. And besides, they come in colors and decorated with cool patterns. You can find a cane to match with just about anything you wear or bling it out yourself to make it even more unique and stylish.
I ended up thinking the same way when it came time to use a walker. You would have thought I had learned already with the cane, but I went through every emotion imaginable in the process. In my mind I was too young to use a walker and yet again didn’t want to draw attention to myself.
Between my denial and pride, I had an all out struggle. But just like with the cane, I found that using a walker made life easier, kept me from falling and gave me greater independence. So again, I broke down, sucked it up and got a walker.
Wouldn’t you know it, it happened again when I transitioned to using a wheelchair. It even happened when I began using a shower chair to bathe. I think for me, in my mind, using those things meant I was giving in to MS and allowing it to get the best of me.
Through this journey, I have discovered that using something to help me isn’t giving in. Giving in is when your attitude becomes negative and bitter. That’s when you have allowed MS to get the upper hand. As long as I’m alive and breathing…it’s a good day regardless of what aids I use to help me through the day.
I haven’t given in…I may move slower than I did before and have things to help me along the way that I had never used in the past, but I’m moving forward and not going to stop just because I may look different.
Forget how it looks or what people might think, enjoy the journey. And like someone once told me, “No matter how many mistakes you make or how slow your progress, you’re still way ahead of anyone who isn’t trying.”