Having lost a limb a decade or so ago was a big blow....not that I can't do the things I loved doing before...I loved the outdoors...but I also LOVED partying, dressing up...just looking good. . .it took some time for me to finally accept my fate...I kept telling myself and a very few others that I would have fully welcomed it if it were some disease that struck on me, something that I definitely would not have control of. One of the first things that was handed me in the hospital was my pair of pump shoes, a sort of gift from mom. Shoes....I just loved them. When I did therapy, all I thought of was: what kind of shoes can I walk with now? After doing therapy in New England(US) and feeling that positive energy inside me, I went shoe shopping. . . ha! All those designer slip on shoes just flew off my artificial foot! Getting a reprimand from my Filipino therapist definitely did not help but it was a wake-up call. You can be 'normal' but you have to choose your shoes wisely! Shoes played a major part in my travels in the past. I would definitely shop for them but this time, I've probably grown wiser with age. At 36, I would still wish to wear stillettos...or even those serious-looking pump shoes I had back then before the accident. That's about it. I own a better pair that works perfectly well for me. All my shoes are rubber soled. I buy shoes that would work perfectly with my prosthesis when I walk with it; no longer something that would suit my whim or myself perse. My prosthesis is my best friend now. I know I can't live without it and it stuck by me through the years. It has brought me places without a hitch. It didn't fly off my stump. I just wanted it covered with cosmetic foam and skin tone stockings. Maybe a silicone base cover next time.