Hello all,
I've been suffering this condition for my entire 27 years on this earth and, to be honest, it doesn't get any better. At birth my parents were told i was a blue baby, this was obviously wrong, yet when examined a few days later it became apparent that I had the then relatively unheard of condition KTWS.
Throughout my childhood I made regular trips to the hospital which were almost pointless, yet I continued to go. Physiotherapy helped some, at times it also made things worse, but that was cancelled when our car broke down and we couldn't make the appointment. I had regular scans to montior my growth and was given a build-up in my right shoe to counter the difference. Obvious comments ensued from other small minded kids and even some adults, which i admit brought out the worst in me; I thought why should I suffer and not them? It was not the nicest of areas, so a "fat little cripple" was seen as an easy target. People were soon corrected on that in a way I am certainly not proud of.
There is not a single memory I can recall of a moment free of pain, and a life of eternal pain is a punishment I believe none of us deserve.
At a young age I fought back, I tried to live a relatively normal life, I tried to join in with my friends and I tired not to scare my parents when my leg would collapse or my back would sieze, or even when I awoke screaming in pain. My skin is much more sensative down my left side so even rough material can cause me to cry out in pain as if someone had scraped off a patch of skin. I had to alternate between a wheelchair, a walking stick and on good days my own legs.
Since I have became an adult I stupidly believed I had it under control. I was badly mistaken; I worked a decent paying job, had a child on the way and was in the process of buying a house and awoke to find i could not even sit up in my bed. Since then the pain has gotten extensively worse and does not look to get any better; I take almost twenty tablets a day and am waiting for Caudal Epidural injections to try and get my life back an acceptable standard of living.
I have three children and a loving wife, A home and agrieving family after the recent loss of my father. The best and only thing I, and all of you, can do is continue to fight this from within; It is the only reason I can stand and walk everyday, the only reason I can find the strength to lift my kids instead of sitting in my wheelchair, which is only for the days fighting doesnt help, is that I find something to hold on to inside, something worth the pain and misery which for us is an inevitable part of life. I have my wife and kids to hold onto, the best reason in the world to fight back, and sometimes even that is'nt enough, but tomorrow is a new day, a new fight, and a fight I intend to win as much as I can. I hope you can all find the strength to do the same. I suffer from all the problems associated with this disability, so if I can find the strength to fight back from a child and still fight back now, so can you.
Good luck to all, because this is not an easy thing to deal with, and a lot harder to find support for. You all deserve a round of applause for having the strength to come out and tell your stories, and thank you for including me in your stories. I hope sharing has helped, because nobody I know has ever understood before, at least we do.