Some of my favorite memories include the following:
1) One day when I went to kindergarten my foot was turned completely backwards and I went almost the whole day like that....so I had one foot forward and the other foot was backwards and you can imagine how awkward that must've looked.
2) When I was a little kid, like in 5th grade, I was on the playground at recess and I went to go inside and the foot of my prosthetic leg just fell off! So I couldn't walk and when the snobby teacher asks why I won't come down I just picked up my foot and held it up in the air (sneaker and all)...So then she was like "oh!" and I had to go down the slide and hop to the pavement and sit there and wait. (Imagine an 11 year old sitting in the middle of the pavement with her foot in her lap while little kindergarteners and such are lining up next to her staring and whatever). The janitor and the principle had to come out and carry me all the way to the office. Lets just say people did a double-take when they walked by.
3) During my freshman year of high school, I was just jogging in gym class when for some reason my leg just felt weird...so I stopped and went to walk, only to find out that my liner wouldn't connect to the prosthetic leg (so in other words it wouldn't stay on and would've fallen off ) so I half walked and half dragged myself to the teacher and told her what was going on and she had me go to the office to call my dad...so he shows up and he takes me to the boiler room (he worked as a janitor there at the time) and we are trying to get this thing to latch, when it finally does! so we're walking back when it comes undone again...so then when we finally get it it's kinda tight so I ask my dad if he can take it back off so I can adjust or whatever....well then we came across the problem of not being able to get it back off. (At this point it was squeezing my leg so hard it was "falling asleep" and it was very painful, I couldn't get any relief) so by then I just had to go home and call the guy who makes my legs and he had to come to my house and practically almost take it apart in order to finally get it off!
4) My sophomore year I was joking around with my friends In choir and I was showing them all the different things I could do with my leg (turning it all around, walking with my leg backwards)....lets just say a few were disgusted and others were amused..
5) My junior year for Halloween I decided to go as a pirate, so my dad took one of my old legs and made it into an actual pegged leg, which was really freaking awesome and not as hard to walk in as you would think. (Except for on gravel and mud).
6) My senior year, I was in lab with my friends just talking, and my one guy friend wanted me to take off my leg and scare the teacher. I said no because it would be difficult to put the leg back on while wearing jeans, so I instead just pushed the release butting and just showed him that. (He was uncomfortable at that point and was like, oh okay...) THEN MY ONE GIRL BEST FRIEND COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND GRABS MY LEG, RIPPING IT OUT OF MY JEANS. We then spent about 10-15 minutes rolling around in our chairs holding the leg above our heads screaming "SACRIFICE! SACRIFICE!"
*we really liked to make bad leg jokes😂7) This was after graduation. So I was in Florida for a week with my youth group on a mission trip, and we were all at the beach. It was our last trip to the beach before we left, so I decided "eh why not go for a swim?"
So I switched my regular leg to my swimming one (which unlike my regular one, I just put my leg in there and there's a piece of rubber/Silicone that rolls up and adheres to my skin) and head out into the semi rough salt water. After playing in the waves (me getting swallowed by three of them, my nose burning from the salt), we all decide to move, however, it was at this time that the rubber part of my leg decided to start rolling down. "Great now I have to go back up to shore" is what I say as I try rolling it back up so I can move. Although every time I fixed it and tried to move, the stupid thing would roll right back down some more. I battled with this for a good 5 minutes before one of the guys in the group came over to, I guess, check on me. I told him what was going on, and he decided to help me, so here we are, me holding up the rubber part with both hands and him holding onto me, keeping me from drowning in the waves since I couldn't keep my balance. Then of course what happens? WHAT FREAKING HAPPENS?The rubber part rolls completely down, therefore causing me to lose my leg in the ocean.
So at this point I basically fall over and the poor kid had to literally wrap his arms around me helping me as I'm now just trying to hold onto the leg so we can finish getting closer to shore. (Keep in mind, this poor kid was maybe 14 at the time and scrawny as hell, while I'm a solid 220lb 19 year old girl😂) We finally make it and I am just left to sit in the sand to try and get my sh*t together. The kid did manage to find my leg for me though.🤣
-While having a girls day with my boyfriend's mom and sister, we had gotten a bottle of root beer that had one of those lids you need a bottle opener for. So since none of us had a bottle opener, I basically used my leg to pop off the lid. The looks on their faces and the laughs we shared were a really good memory.
-Okay so this one didn't really happen to me but it was still funny; staying over at my boyfriends I was already asleep and my leg was off laying by the side of the bed. BF's brother comes over to grab an energy drink, which was right by my leg I guess and instead grabbed my leg liner....to which he was freaking out over because he had thought for some reason it was a dildo😅 but once he realized what it was he was fine. I only heard about this the next day, to which I laughed so damn hard over.
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My Life as an Amputee *EDITED*
Short StoryThis is my life explained in a short story...so kind of like "The Advantages and Disadvantages of having one leg" :) this is my story alone and is not ment to offend anyone in any way! © Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. This material may not be...