My (new) Left Foot

Follow me as I learn to walk with a prosthetic leg and left foot.


My Daily Fog

Monday night Just back from a meeting of diverse theatre artists with disabilities from neophytes to working professionals planning for the “Lame is” cabaret September 14 and 15, presented by the sick and twisted theatre company, Deb Paterson Artistic Director.  There were at least a dozen of us, working out ideas and groups.  I deviated from

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My New Left Foot

Walking Here I am showing off for my daughter and her phone camera. This is as good as it gets, until tomorrow, day after tomorrow, day after that as I become more accustomed to my new leg and new left foot. There are no fancy $10,000 mechanics and electronics, and it’s heavy, considering that part

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My Daily Fog

short k Hearing the k move from text messages, short for ok, to everyday speech, said quickly and shortly from the back of the throat. k I hear it from a real life friend in Winnipeg.  Caregivers use it in the Rehab Hospital, predominantly women, to acknowledge they are actively listening, even if I’m mansplaining, usually

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My New Left Foot

Getting ready.  Getting it on! Walking! I hear the 2001 song, “Also Sprach Zarathustra,” was it?  Suitable I think for the Grand Duke of Delusion to stand up and walk. Ron was the good person and my PT for my first tender steps.  I spent the morning familiarizing myself with the Rehab Hospital. I’m up

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MY LEFT FOOT STARTS HERE

I was so excited about my new left foot I forgot to take pictures! A bit squeezy, until I was standing. That’s right, standing on not quite my own two feet. I walked in-between the handrails for testing and nearly worked up a sweat. I surely will in rehab. I am now on the waiting

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