Good news in shoes?

One of the last things I did in 2009 was go, yet again, on a quest for decent orthopedic shoes. This time, I even remembered to bring my prescription! Yay! When you know from the outset that your fugly shoes and insoles are going to cost you in the neighborhood of $200, it is nice to know at least they won’t be taxed.

The ones I bought back in August were already breaking down from the stress of my gait and stance and being worn constantly everyday. And shoes that are breaking down don’t do much to prevent pain or keep me from falling over. And if the shoes aren’t preventing pain and keeping me upright, then tell me again why I am wearing orthopedic shoes with my dresses? Yes, time for new visually unappealing footwear.

I went to a different orthopedic shop this time, that carries slightly different stock in both shoes and in-soles. So, this time, I ended up with a pair of Drew Boas and a whole new in-sole build. The Boas are still not what one would call appropriate for dresses, but I actually like their look. They are black with silver highlights and glow-in-the-dark white piping. (Just like the one on this page about them.) And they don’t have to be tied, which is an unexpected good feature. Instead, there’s a knob on the back that twists to tighten the lacing. Since my fingers are on the wanky side, my laces were always coming undone and posing a tripping hazard. I still have to tighten these throughout the day, but the laces can only get a bit loose, not flop around. And I just have to tug on the knob to loosen the laces up enough to take the shoes off, so removing them isn’t the chore it often is if I have ties that I’ve managed to somehow get to stay put.

OK, that’s the shoe part. The really exciting part is the insole. They had me try Cluffy Wedges to prevent my big toes from hyperextending and help with the pronation. And they work! I was really hesitant to say anything to y’all at first for fear that the good effects were temporary and that my sloppy feet would just find a new way to fail. And maybe they still will. Who knows? My feet have mysterious Fail powers. But these past two weeks, it’s been amazing. Dear hearts, I actually have been able to take the stairs because my knees and hips have fallen into alignment. I had–get this!–muscle pain in my thighs and back instead of joint pain from the waist down! To me, this is sort of the toe version of Silver Ring Splints. Yes, I still have to have significant arch support and a lift for my left leg, and I still have to wear orthopedic–er, “comfort”–shoes, but it is a big deal to be able to actually stand in the checkout line at the grocery store for as long as it takes instead of having to abandon the cart and try shopping again some other time.

And I’m also happy with Total Relief Footwear, for not only figuring out a good system for me but also being understanding in finding me something that I don’t find depressing to wear. They were worth the extra driving distance.

New shoes!

I had the afternoon off so I took advantage of the time to get myself to the orthopedic shoe store where I could get a pedorthist to help me find a new pair. After all, it has been a year since my last pair of shoes. This time, I had high hopes of at least getting something all one color.

I could tell that the pedorthists were skeptical that I needed any assistance from them. The senior one initially tried to get me to get help from one of the regular sales clerks, but I insisted it was pointless to look for shoes without specialized help because of my joint instability. When the junior, RC, came available, I explained again the general instability problem I have and showed the orthotics I had gotten along with the shoes last year, and mentioned that the pedorthist last year believed that my left leg had lost length. So, RC whipped out his trusty level and, sure enough, my left hip is sitting about 3/4 of an inch lower than my right. That’s worse than last year, and I knew right away might be why I have been having so much pain throughout my leg. (You know, I told this same information to my regular GP and my orthopedist, who both promptly ignored it and thought I should have an MRI. I really do hate doctors.)

RC went off in search of shoes for me, coming back with, of course, New Balance, and, this time, a box of Drew mary janes. Oh, joy! Mary janes! Is it even a possibility? And also, of course, new orthotics–arch supports and a heel lift. Because, no matter what else, the old ones always turn out to be Not the Right Thing. Ka-ching! Oh well. When you have floppy feet, you get used to paying for the bones to be on the outside.

We started with the New Balance, with had the virtue of being all black, a definite improvement over last year’s white and purple. And with the new orthotics, it was almost like walking normally. My heart sunk because I knew the Drews weren’t likely to be as good. And they weren’t. But they were almost as good! It was really tempting.

The drawback to the Drews was that they didn’t stop my left ankle from pronating. Which then led to my knee buckling. Which drags my hip and spine down, too. Oh, one big house of cards, that leg is! I don’t think RC had ever seen such instability, because he made a comment about me moving my knee around. I again pointed out to him that I all my joints are unstable, and that the only moving I was doing of my knee was trying to keep it from collapsing.

And that led to his suggestion that I need a build-up on the arch support. We discussed the shoes a bit more, because my vanity was pulling me toward the Drew. But I decided to get the NB. Sigh. They really are more supportive. If uglier. But the good part is that the build-up is on the orthotic, not the shoe, so if the opportunity presents itself to get the Drews (a second pair of shoes? for me? ones I could wear and stand in at nice events, not just sit? ooooh, I shouldn’t get so crazy greedy!), I can just switch out the orthotics.

So, $235 later, at least, my shoes are all black and not driving me to my knees. Worth every penny.

Accoutrements

I see where Amanda of Ballastexistenz has gotten silver ring splints. Good for her! I hope she enjoys them and doesn’t lose them and break them, as is my forte. I do still have my thumb splints, held on by elastic because the bracelet bothers me.

My new equipment acquisition comes in the form of, yes, ugly shoes.

Oh, those aren’t so ugly, you say. But you are wrong. Because these are what I will be wearing everyday no matter what else I am wearing.

They are very comfortable shoes, but having them is, for me, a concession that I had sworn to myself I would never make. Yet, here I am.

I went to the orthopedic shoe store with the best of intentions and highest hope. Maybe I’d find something that was a least all one color, even if it was a trainer. Maybe I’d even find something with some nice detail! The pedorthist brought 4 boxes of shoes. We started with Finn Comfort, an ugly but all black shoe that could pass as office casual. I walked from one end of the store to the other. He went to fetch an arch orthotic. I walked again. He retrieved a pair of MBTs, which worked great for my hip, but was nearly impossible to balance on with my left foot’s severe pronation. We tried another shoe, but I was back to dragging my foot and near-collapsing every few steps. And so I knew what the final box would contain, and what I must buy.

New Balance.

Damn it.