Am I Cursed?

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I had made an appointment to get another adjustment on my prosthetics and to get a new socket for my right leg; I overlooked the fact that it was Good Friday when I made the appointment. After my long string of bad luck, accidents, medical issues and depression I was finally starting to get excited about my new legs and getting back in to training for the Appalachian Trail. All that fell by the wayside when I went to pick up my new legs and my prosthetic refitted. The pylons were shortened by two inches to make it easier for me to stand up from a sitting position and walk around. one thing they did not consider was waloking up steps. When I got home from the appointment and planted one foot on the steps there was absolutely no movement. I couldn't push my body up the steps because it had become so accustomed to working and functioning at a certain height (six foot). Now that I am two inches shorter it sucks because I am not steady when I walk and I haven't stopped crying since I got home. This was the last thing that I needed in my life but here I am, stressed out and no closer to being trail-ready than I was a month ago. I really feel like I am cursed and there is never going to be a turnaround point for it. What did I do that was so wrong that I am being screwed over by fate? I feel so lost and confused that part of me wanted to go back to church. To top it all off my muscle cramps are worse today than they've been in the past three months. I feel like I am going to claw my skin off A nap isn't going to solve anything but I am sure it will help me relax a little – or end up pushing me completely off the edge.