(David said my “K” word should be either kleptomania, Kansas, or keratin. These have nothing whatsoever to do with MS. Or with me, for that matter.)
I have been known to fall a lot in my life. I think I had stitches in my head three times before my fifth birthday. I was teased mercilessly by my friends in junior high for falling off my brown leather platform sandals while standing still. (I just keeled over. There’s no explanation.)
If I’m completely honest, my friends have teased me my entire adult life about my inability to wear heels of any height. (It’s like Joey said about Chandler and bras. I can’t work ’em.)
Now, throw Multiple Sclerosis into the situation!
When I was first diagnosed, I was falling pretty regularly. I had foot drop in my left foot, so I’d catch my toe on the floor all the time. But, just like in 7th grade, there were also plenty of times that I just fell over for no apparent reason.
It got to the point where I was constantly checking in with David on it. “Would anyone have fallen right there? That was kind of uneven, right? I mean… right?” Sometimes he was able to reassure me, sometimes not.
I fall a lot less now. I wear what I call “orthopedic shoes” (almost exclusively walking shoes from Ziera, which used to be called Kumfs), because they are comfortable, supportive, and don’t irritate my sensitive foot. I can get most of the styles in whatever color I want, which is black. (They sell other colors for you people who don’t want to own ten pairs of black shoes.)
I sound like an ad, I know, but it took me a lot of trial and error to find shoes that would work, so if this helps someone who has similar issues, I’m glad. These shoes are spendy, I won’t lie; they probably average about $150 a pair, but it’s an investment in my health. I’ve decided to consider it a fair exchange for all the money I have saved by not dyeing my hair.