Sadly, the snow is gone. For all my complaining about slipping and sliding, I like the snow. It's been raining for two days and two nights, washing away all the snow. The temperature has been in the 40s--in fact, I think it's over 50 this afternoon--if it all dries before it freezes, maybe I can safely leave the house.
I've been recuperating from skin breakdown. My plastic surgeon has recommended bone revision surgery to my residual limb, because the scar tissue is causing shearing, which leads to skin breakdown. Once the skin is damaged, it takes about a week to heal, a week during which I can't wear my prosthesis. So, without my prosthesis it's too dangerous to leave the house. Walking on crutches in ice and snow is ridiculously dangerous (though I admit I haven't yet tried the crutch spikes). Any injury--to hands, arms or foot--can put me back in a wheelchair.
But still I love the snow. I had such a pretty view of snow and trees outside the large windows in my (borrowed) sitting room. I would wish it back, but I suppose I would prefer to take a walk.
About Me
- brendapie
- In December 2008, Brenda was serving as a volunteer business adviser to an ecotourism project in rural Mali when a water tower built to irrigate a village garden collapsed, killing one colleague and leaving Brenda with a permanent disability—left AKA. Following four months of hospitalization and relocation to the east coast, she now is reconstructing her life: exploring new outdoor sports and rediscovering more sedentary interests. Two years since she received her first prosthesis, she is still learning to walk. This blog is the story of her thoughts, experiences and dreams as she tackles the challenges of limb loss.
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