I have some kind of pelvis issue - started as SPD when I was pregnant with 4yo DD2 and still comes back - I have low levels of pain every day, but at certain points (particularly around my period) it gets really bad. The last physio I had was shocked that I manage to dance as a hobby (only when it's not bad - it hurts but it's manageable and worth it) and was annoyed on my behalf that it has gone on so long with a gap of years between the immediately post natal physio and the help I've had this year. She could feel all the jams and uneven bits and so on, did some stuff that relieved it but it keeps just doing it again in different areas - the pain could come anywhere in my pelvis, back or even knees.
One of the reasons I didn't push for help was that XH kept telling me that I was making a fuss over nothing and that everybody over 25 is constantly in pain. I pretty much limped all the time for the first two years but still worked for a while doing heavy lifting, did most of the child care etc. I have a disability bus pass for an unrelated issue and he mocked me and called me lazy for using it.
Sometimes I would be walking along holding on to fence posts for support - I could tell you now the route with the best sturdy walls and fences from the bus shop to my house at the time. I could feel my pelvis grinding.
I mentioned when dd was 3 that I was hardly limping any more, and he said 'oh, was that real? I thought you were just making a fuss!'
It doesn't look like it is going away any time soon, and I've just had a particularly bad flare up. So I finally got a walking stick and it really helped. It's caused me a lot of emotional turmoil - feels like I'm giving up at 29 to being an old lady - but it has also been brilliant to be able to manage better. I've also finally got some decent painkillers.
Anyway, XH has managed to upset me with one word. I went round to drop some stuff off for the kids and he looked me up and down, looked at the stick and said '...seriously?' in a mocking tone, as if I was doing something really stupid and weird.
Just topped it off. I'm in pain, I'm facing up to it never getting better and worried people will be weird about the stick and he's still getting to me.
Really angry, and sad, and humiliated.
And sometimes he goes looking for me online, so if he is reading this... You got what you wanted, you upset me again. Well done.