11/11/2023 0 Comments Lipedema compression garments![]() First of all, laying them across my bed, lining my legs up with them, sliding my feet into the waist opening and then gliding my leg down to the foot before starting the process of pulling them upwards worked well for me. You find yourself struggling to get them on and off, requiring assistance, and experiencing discomfort all day long while wearing them. I know there are a lot of women out there that hate them, and never get used to them. The first time you open up the packaging and a: Barbie-doll sized item falls out, you know instinctively, that this isn’t going to go well, and is probably going to hurt your already hyper-sensitive legs. This improvement in the design and fashonability of compression garments unfortunately, will not keep you from hating them at some level. Thankfully, compression garments come in all sorts of varieties and colors. They are funny in that context, but not on MY legs. I think that when most of us first think of compression, we think of those horribly-colored support stockings that we have seen on “very old” ladies featured on greeting cards that are designed to make us laugh at the aging process. I really don’t feel that they provided any level of clinical improvement prior to liposuction, but even then I felt more confident with them on. That was exciting, and somewhat intoxicating. The day I was diagnosed, I wore a fabulous, above the knee jean dress in public for the first time in two decades. So, the love part has to do with the style freedom they have provided me, and also, they seem to energize my legs and minimize swelling in the sweltering Texas summer heat. To a certain extent, compression makes me feel more “normal”, and I have learned to rock them with hemlines I would never dream of wearing without them. I love that I have a sense of security in them that I can’t completely explain, but probably is related to broken capillaries, a varicose vein, and legs a shade of white that speaks to the lack of sun exposure. I say I have a love/hate relationship with them because I love how my legs look when I have them on, how “tight and snug” all my jiggly parts feel while contained inside of them. I own probably a dozen or so pairs of compression by a variety of different manufacturers Juzo, Solidea, and Bioflect just to name a few. Maybe the secret to getting them on is to become intoxicated prior to sticking your feet into those tiny leg garments that look more like something you would put on a toddler. While donning a compression garment may produce a level of excitement heart racing, sweat dripping, and flushing of the cheeks, I have never found compression garments to be intoxicating. The Urban Dictionary says that love-hate relationships are complicated, but in the end they’re exciting and intoxicating because there is a fine line between love and hate.
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