Last week I went to the library with my adviser to grab some books on the woman I’m studying, and she remarked that I was carrying quite a heavy-looking backpack. I laughed and sort of sighed, not ready to go into why I have to carry my backpack with me everywhere (I didn’t bother to mention that it actually isn’t that heavy, and that actually if it were heavy I wouldn’t be able to lift and/or wear it).
But now I get to tell you all what’s in my backpack! And I’ve added pictures!
Arnica is my hero. If something says Arnica on it, I will snatch it up because it is magical. I first discovered arnica when I had my wisdom teeth extracted, and when we applied a salve to my cheeks they didn’t even begin to bruise. I kid you not. If I’m too achy to go to sleep, I reach for whatever arnica-containing magic is closest to my bed and smooth it over my joints (fingers first, so they get taken care of while they’re taking care of the other joints). It reminds me of the eucalyptus spearmint muscle-soothing lotion my mom used to rub on my aching joints every night when we thought it was just growing pains (note to future parents: growing pains should stop at around age 10. My “growing pains” brought me to tears every night for 18 years, and now we finally know the cause).
Tiger Balm is very similar, and just as magical. I put a patch on my most troublesome shoulder when the salve combined with pain meds just won’t cut it so I can go out into the world and be mobile. The only downside to these patches is the price, but I splurge because they stay on better than the store brand equivalent (although to be fair, even the stickage on these could use a little work).
I recently started wearing compression gloves almost constantly and they have made a world of difference. The problem with EDS is that once you brace one joint, the joints around it tend to overcompensate and then they start to need bracing. That’s what has been happening with my wrists: I immobilize them, and my fingers have to do all the work and have moved from simply hyperextending as overcompensation to subluxing and then, as of this morning, to dislocating.
These gloves provide compression and warmth to my finicky fingers and apparently make me look tough. I’ll take it.
Unfortunately, they only go up just past the second knuckle, and my first knuckles are the ones that are typically the least stable. To help with those, I keep a roll of waterproof bandage tape in my backpack and wrap it a few times around the joint to help support it. This kind of tape doesn’t bother my skin because it’s latex-free (I have a latex allergy. Didn’t I tell you? Right, right, I can’t keep track of my mounting allergies either) and since it’s meant to go over wounds, it peels off easily from my stretchy skin.
I’m usually wearing some or all of these items, and usually on both sides, but I do like to carry extras if I can just in case something happens (like that time I spilled hot chocolate all over my wrist brace… Seriously though, for klutzes like me these things are incredible life-savers like that!). The blue compression sleeve is wonderful for days when my elbow isn’t bothering me very much, because it provides neutral warmth, which is actually magical. Neutral warmth (as explained to me by my incredible mother) dampens hyper-irritation caused by chronic inflammation of nerve endings, thereby reducing pain! It also is generally quite soothing and provides your nerves with a sense of stability, regardless of how much stability garments like this sleeve provide. It’s essentially the same phenomenon as babies who like to be swaddled really tightly, only on a smaller scale. In addition, light compression found in things like socks helps maintain your body’s resting temperature which prevents the exacerbation of aches and pains. Love it.
Last but not least, I give you a few of the knee braces I wear and carry with me, depending on the day. I do have some bulkier ones, but my kneecaps are so hypermobile that I really only use braces for that neutral warmth phenomenon since anything that restricts my patella’s range of motion will actually cause morepain than it does when it subluxes.
I also make sure to always carry a sling with me, because my shoulders have recently been acting up. I’m so ready for this upper-body flare to be over, especially since today I dislocated my shoulder just standing at a crosswalk, and a block later my right patella subluxed, and then my right ankle subluxed. At any rate, I was glad to have my sling so that I could temporarily fix that problem before attending to my right leg, and that prevented me from causing any more pain to my shoulder! Excellent!
So that is why I carry around my backpack everywhere: the front pocket is for bracing and other supplies, and the back holds my books and laptop. I haven’t included my ankle braces because I wear them all the time, and my meds are sort of a given so I didn’t bother taking a picture of those (though I have seen some rather artful pictures on Instagram of all the meds you spoonies are on and I may have to give that a go one of these days!). I’ve turned into an armed warrior lately, and although the braces put people off (especially the hand/wrist ones) I’m slowly learning to reshape my self-image to include the braces so that I can carry on as usual and forget the stares. I haven’t seen anyone from back home since my “transformation” (in high school things weren’t this bad; I’ve only had to include my armor as part of my daily wardrobe for the last two months or so), and I don’t really want to. I don’t want to explain. I’m ready for this to be my norm, for me to stop having to answer questions from classmates, professors, or even strangers. Do they ever stop? I’m crossing my fingers (not literally).