Sometimes I consider myself very fortunate that I lost my leg in my fifties, because I can only imagine how difficult it is for, let's say a teenage boy or girl. I'm sure dating is awkward. I'm also very grateful that my amputation is below the knee, which gives me directions on my movement. And being aware of all the different situations, I do get many compliments on how well I walk, and so many people say they wouldn't know that I was missing a leg had I not been wearing shorts.
Over the years many people have come to me for advice, especially when newly amputated. It's a wonderful feeling to help out fellow amputees. One of the most asked questions comes from loved ones asking if it would it be okay if I came and spoke to a person they care about who needs encouragement in giving an artificial leg a try. So, I am here to help anyone who is having trouble not only trying a leg, but also trying a leg and finding it too difficult. Since I'm in this situation, I have many answers for some of the problems that come up. Sometimes people give up because they are going to the wrong Prosthetist. Over the years I have recommended the man I go to right here in Monterey, who has given me great success. His name is James P. Kirn, Certified Orthotist-Prosthetist, here in Monterey at 831-655-3580. Don't lose hope, because in the beginning it is very difficult, but my biggest regret is that I can't wear sandals!
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Since I've had Brie since she was a puppy, her being my three-legged companion, I took it for granted how smoothly and gracefully she walks and runs. But now I have come to be fascinated that she's able to do that with ease; because as an amputee myself, when I went to see my "prosthetic man" with Brie, he brought it to my attention that what she does is not easy. Somehow she's adjusted and does it flawlessly. Now, when I bring her to the beach and let her off the leash, I am so much more aware of the speed that she can pick up, without leaning to one side. You would never know she's missing a leg. I am in awe of this amazing little being.
When Brie and I are out, people are amazed that she and I are both missing a leg. She lost her leg as a puppy when she was dropped, and I lost my leg in a car accident. The part I never tell people, because they probably would think I was making it up, is that my grandfather, who helped raise me, was also missing a leg! He lost his leg in an elevator accident when he was 17. I never mention that because it seems unbelievable and people would think I was just fooling around, but it’s true. Brie and I are missing a leg on the right side, and so was my grandfather! I don’t know what the statistical chances are of that, but if someone has an idea, I’m all ears. It's a beautiful day in my neighborhood here in Carmel, California, and I must admit that I am new to blogging. But I have a tech savvy assistant who assures me that I'll get the hang of posting here in no time.
One thing that's important to me in creating this blog is to hear about your own stories of traveling down life's "Bumpy Roads" and how you avoid them, and the potholes! I'm a big believer in kindness without telling everyone how good you are. Since I'm new at this, I would love to hear your input, and together we can make this crazy world a little more pleasant to live in. |
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