How I Learned to Like My AFOs

 

Sometimes we need a nudge to help us get over a mental funk and back into the swing of life.

My nudge came from a pair of white ankle-foot orthoses (AFOs) with whom I had been having a love-hate relationship. Love ’em or hate ’em, they did end up becoming an important part of my ALS journey.

Dagmar, meet your new AFOs

One year had passed since my diagnosis of ALS, and try as I might, adopting a positive attitude was a daily challenge. My mind often wandered off, sometimes replaying the doctor’s words: “You have ALS.” Or, I’d catch myself dwelling on the unknowns that might be waiting in my future.

Additionally, walking took great effort. Although a rollator kept me balanced, the toe of one foot continued to drag with each step. I feared the next stage for me was a power wheelchair.

“Let’s try a pair of AFOs,” my neurologist suggested before referring me to a specialty orthotic and prosthetic clinic.

My initial visit included having plaster castings made of my lower legs, and within two weeks, I was wearing a pair of custom-made AFOs.

Staring at the wall in front of me, I stood balanced and tall. My feet felt fantastic! Each ankle was fully supported, arches lifted, and my toes felt snug. My mind visualized a pair of high-quality, European hiking boots.

But looking down, I saw a pair of tough, white, polypropylene tubes encasing both lower legs. The tubes extended down into my shoes and were held in place by two double-wide Velcro straps. My brain flashed the words: “Big Foot! Robot-feet! Ortho-peeed-ICK!”

All whining aside, the AFOs balanced my gait, eliminated the toe drag, and allowed me to walk without becoming tired.

Unfortunately, wearing them required a pair of shoes a full size longer and wider than what existed in my closet. A trip to the “We Specialize in Odd Sizes” shoe store went sour when after glancing at my AFOs, the clerk led me to a rack of black and white shoes that must have been in fashion during the Dust Bowl era!

The situation only became worse when I test-walked a white pair and overheard my husband say, “Gee, from the back you look just like one of those stormtroopers in the Star Wars movies!” The look I gave him silenced any further comments.

At home, I sadly pondered all the different ways I could camouflage my lower legs. Maybe floor-length bell-bottom pants? What if I painted the AFOs? Painted my shoes? How about not going out in public?

 Seeking to redeem his earlier slip-up, my husband searched online and found a business in the U.K. that sold flat, stylish shoes in large and extra-wide sizes — with free shipping to boot!

I promptly ordered a pair

When the shoes arrived, they were a perfect fit, so I ordered three more pairs in assorted colors.

Elated at how the shoes transformed the look of my AFOs, I decided to shorten a few of my favorite slacks and began wearing bright, colorful, knee-high “happy socks.” Rather than being an embarrassment, my AFOs and socks told the world, I own this look!

Over dinner, my husband and I shared laughs while recounting the entire adventure. “And to think, the process took almost four whole months,” I observed.

“Yes, but,” he replied, “what I noticed most during those four months was that you stopped stressing out about having ALS. Instead, you were more concerned about how you looked with ALS!”

I had to admit he was right

My AFOs help me walk into restaurants, attend meetings, and get out and about. They help me continue to participate in life and focus on my projects. Those four months were a good example of how learning to adapt led me to accept my AFOs and learn to live with ALS.

If you wear AFOs, try my tips - - and you too, can learn to love, or at least like, your AFOs.

Change your perspective and look at your problem from all angles.

Be willing to try new approaches and listen to the suggestions from caregivers, family, and friends. 

Adapt, learn, and change.

Note: I purchased my shoes from Hotter Shoes at https://www.hotter.com/us/en and the style that fit my AFOs was “Shake.” They have held up well as I’m still wearing them; now 8 years later!

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A version of this post first appeared on the ALSNewsToday website.

Dagmar Munn
ALS and Wellness Blogger

"Life is trying new things to see if they work"

Ray Bradbury