I don't know if anyone else does this. But I put a zipper in the inseam of my jeans so i can adjust my prosthetic. It's very convenient when going to the prosthetist or when I'm out all day and I can't wear shorts.

This brings me to a question I have for other left bka's. Does any of you want some jeans size 32W-32L? They are too good to toss out. And unfortunately I don't think I will be able to fit into them anymore. If anyone is interested let me know. All I ask is that you pay for the shipping.

I will try to get some pictures of them to put on here.

 

My prostheyist couldn't believe how the foot only had one toe broken right at the mount. He said he'd never seen one break just one side so clean. 

But on a good note it was covered under a 30 month warranty and I had only had it for 11 months. That was good, they're too expensive to be replacing that soon. It's amazing how different the new one feels. The toe is hard and I seem to walk straighter. Didn't realize how much it was affecting me.  

Well, I just noticed that my foot is broken when I was taking it apart to show extended family what the internals look like. It had been making a clicking type noise every now and then when I would step. Just thought it was the pin lock not in all the way. That has happened before with my old leg. It must have slowly gotten worse. And the clicking was the pieces breaking more and more. Off to the Prosthetist this week. None of my old feet will work on this prosthesis. I've transfered the foot from one to another socket before, but not this time. 

I left work on Friday, June 6,2000. I was on my 78 sportster that I had just gotten to run right and looking forward to going on many cruises and hopefully to Sturgis that fall. I had gotten less than 2 blocks down the street when I saw a car coming toward me with the left blinker on. So I let off the throttle. We both slow. She comes to almost a complete stop then turns left right in front of me. No time to think. Only reaction apply brakes,turn right and hope she sees me and stops. Luck was not on my side that day or maybe it was. Depends on how you look at it. My left foot was smashed between the bumper and the bike and I was sent over the hood shattering the lower half of my knee. Breaking my arm cracking a rib and lacerating my liver. Not so lucky.

Being a Friday evening lots of people were on the streets headed to the races. A paramedic was on the street and was there in an instant to tend to me prior to arrival the ambulance. i was medivaced to the University of Iowa hospital were it was decided for me that I would lose my foot. The surgaen said only 1 nerve was salvageable(it would mean many surgeries and much pain). So he did what he thought was best for me. He amputated my left leg mid calf and put my knee back together(21 screws and 2 plates). Not sure how you can fit that many screws in the knee, let alone the lower half. But he did it. And I was up on my first prosthetic by the end of September. Thankfully I have nearly full mobility of my knee. That was the lucky part.

Since then I have gotten into drag racing for fun. And haven't let it slow me down a whole lot. Sure there are a few things I wish I could still do. Or could do without it being a chore to do it. But life goes on. So you have to make the best of it and go on. It's not going to wait for you to feel sorry for yourself. Though at times I did feel sorry for myself as most anyone would when something like this happens. That's where a great spouse and good friends come in handy. They help pick you up, no matter how many times you fall.