A vent over a small thing.
I knocked myself back down today after being able to see family yesterday (first time in a year seeing some folk because I've been too ill), so i expect myself to have issues with rumination and emotional regulation as I have less ability in PEM.
Im sharing my family car (told that its mine but im fighting for disability and tried different avenues of working for my health to worsen). I had a car before but my health robbed me of that. My mother pays for insurance, which without, id have no way to get to appointments and other short trips (in town, small town) because her and her fiancé dont provide rides. Basically this is their way of accommodating my need. Ive tried insurance provided rides, but they didnt show up half the time. Im very grateful for it, i dont want that to get muddied with my vent. This side of the family believes ill get better if I do more, which could be heightening these negative feelings im feeling.
Im sharing the car because my little brother is learning to drive as a late bloomer. The issue I have is I cannnnoooot for the life of me get the seat back into the position it was in. I was comfortable. My legs were supported, I leaned back perfectly, I basically had to tap my foot on the pedals. Now, I have to use my whole leg and adjust my body each time I switch pedals.
Theyre taking the car again today and left me with an hour to figure the seat, rest, and drive when I had to leave at a certain time last time.
Im so frustrated and its literally only over the seat thing. It makes driving so much harder. I come off as ungrateful for being upset, when im upset over the driver seat and having chronic pain and other symptoms that heighten with exertion. I know others arent as lucky to have a vehicle they can use, ive been there before. It upsets me more when they make a big deal about my needs. Last time they took the car, I asked them to be back by a certain time (i had somewhere i had to be at a specific time) and to move the seat back the best they can. I was told my brother is anxious enough and I need to be more considerate...when I reached out telling my moms fiance that, not involving my brother at all.
Idk. Its probably the drama bugging me with a mix of feeling like my needs cant be met. Driving is getting harder and harder and they are too busy living their own lives under the same roof to care about what I need, under the premise of being old and wanting to travel (their words). Last argument, they basically told me they think my mecfs is in my head, but others do struggle with it, so in their perspective, the driver seat positioning isnt that big of a deal, but to me, it leads to a PEM crash trying to figure it out. I didnt run errands I needed to last time in fear of having a crash or dysautonomia spell while driving.
Its odd feeling like such a big issue. Here I am venting about how they cant even help me with the drivers seat lol. I do apologize for something that seems like a silly vent, I really needed to get that off my chest to a community who gets how important small things are.
Curse my car for not having a setting where it remembers my seat position. It would resolve all of this so they could find something else to pick on me for.