Growing up I was constantly getting minor injuries needing a variety of casts, bandages, splints, and crutches. On top of that, I’ve always been an incredibly slooooooow healer so I would be stuck looking like an escaped halloween mummy for extended periods of time. (It’s a wonder I found a hubby!)
I thought with my past injury-prone existence (thanks to most likely early signs of crps) that I would be able to adjust
to the questions and unwanted attention that comes with having an odd illness like complex regional pain syndrome (crps). I had not realized that being in your twenties and walking with a cane garners more attentions and questions than anyone can cope comfortably with.
There have been many times I have prayed crps comes with an invisibility superpower. That way I could dodge random strangers’ questions when I don’t have the energy to answer “what’s wrong with you?”. I could dodge the pitying, curious, and judging stares that make me feel so much worse. Unfortunately while crps comes with many things invisibility is not one of them.