Pugwash's peg-leg

Pugwash, like some of the others I have remained in the background but still follow your progress and setbacks. Most of the time I don't know what to say to someone in your condition but just know that I do pray for your healing. I'm not about to abandon our correspondence even though there may be periods of silence on my part. I imagine your faith is being tested beyond reason; I believe God knows the limit which you can stand up to all this, it's just at this moment you don't know what that limit is. So, stay strong, not in your strength but in His strength.
The point is, I'm still human, with hopes and fears, like before this calamity came down my street.

God is certainly exposing me to an endless stream of unfortunates much worse off than myself, no doubt teaching me valuable lessons in His Mysterious Way.

I was never a big fan of His Old Testament persona, the 'fire and brimstone' thing.

His Son and Saviour, attempted some restoration, by sharing the Good News and Faith in a Loving God.

I genuinely submit (as always) my body and soul for His Tenderest of Mercies. Amen.
 
Peter, you've been a stalwart supporter since my 'ordeal' began, something I'm aware of and profoundly appreciate.

I occasionally wonder how many read these posts, yet don't add a comment (we all have reasons).

I've found, through the consequences of my accident, the invidious creeping realisation of how much I've lost, such as independence; I've always tried not to depend on others when my own efforts were always adequate for my needs, plus a substantial reserve for the few I could help, mostly by trying to be a friend and lending a hand.

Now my life will forever locked to a wheelchair and restricted mobility and very limited people I myself can call on.
It has been my good fortune to know and love folk older than myself, but now I'm 70, I've become one myself!
My address book is full of my dear friends who have passed and beyond the veil.

Peter, your support gives me strength when I feel vulnerable and weak.
I'm just completing my 79th trip around the sun, looking at life now through the big end of the telescope where all that stuff behind me looks so far away. But it keeps going faster and faster. As the song says "What a long, strange trip it's been"...
 
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The first thing I do when I enter the forum is to look at your thread. It is frustrating to read that things are not going well for you. I don't know if it will help much, but from a coastal town on the Mediterranean, I send you all my strength and thoughts.

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The first thing I do when I enter the forum is to look at your thread. It is frustrating to read that things are not going well for you. I don't know if it will help much, but from a coastal town on the Mediterranean, I send you all my strength and thoughts.

Coffee Coffee
Good day to you and all.

It's been a while since I woke feeling positive, but I do feel a change in me this morning.
Somehow encouraged.

Lorenzo, I've constantly been aware of you sharing your best wishes for a long time and am grateful to you.

I could be persuaded that long distant prayers may have some beneficial effect!
That's suddenly become apparent, though so many false dawns dampen ones enthusiasm.

Today a bright sun is flooding this ward; perhaps a good day to come.
May the light shine on everyone.
 
Been booked to return home twice recently.
The first time I was afflicted by some serious delhi-belly, result; back to a different hospital.
Tuesday, I was told I'm off home, certified FIT again!
Rapidly deteriorated, spent the night throwing up and being accused of refusing to go home, before barfing all over me the bed and the floor!
The horror on the staffs faces was a picture!
Still here, I am.
Can't take this anymore, if it isn't one thing it's another.
Phoe ….. what can I say? Hopefully the time is coming very soon that it turns in the positive direction. As a colleague biker my thoughts are with you, Pugwash.
Regards, Peter
 
Phoe ….. what can I say? Hopefully the time is coming very soon that it turns in the positive direction. As a colleague biker my thoughts are with you, Pugwash.
Regards, Peter
Hi Peter, thank you for your kind words.
I've lived and breathed bikes all my life, until now never a scratch over 50 years.

Then this, to me a cruel blow indeed, yet apart from losing the leg, the rest of me untouched, yet I still have to come to terms with loss of independence.

Now I'm left with a house full of collected small treasures, which would probably need another lifetime to sell, but in a way, a small pension. If I can find the energy.
 
Wheelchairs bedamned! Get that pegleg and own it! At our local DIY store in Rhode Island there was a chap named Mike with an aluminum leg and a disposition to rival old Sol. I used to look forward to the holidays when Mike would deck his leg with LED lights and garland. He was an inspiration to me every time I walked in the store
 
Wheelchairs bedamned! Get that pegleg and own it! At our local DIY store in Rhode Island there was a chap named Mike with an aluminum leg and a disposition to rival old Sol. I used to look forward to the holidays when Mike would deck his leg with LED lights and garland. He was an inspiration to me every time I walked in the store
Over 45 years ago I was browsing in a bookshop, when I realised I was stood next to a guy wearing a highly decorated WOODEN leg.
I plucked up courage and introduced myself.
It turned out he was a very independent fellow and MADE HIS OWN LIMBS!
Each was painted differently and he could select one to suit his outlook on any given day.
HOW COOL WAS THAT?
Wish I knew someone like that today....there must be others like him?
 
Hi, I whish you to be that other guy pretty soon. Courage, man.
My research has begun!

Isn't it strange how a memory long forgotten suddenly bubbles up with overpowering relevance?

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I've reviewed quite a few video's from underprivileged countries where they rely on local resources and limited skills.
That confirms DIY prosthetic legs are clearly possible.
The important feature is the fitting method used between the stump and contraption, so I'm waiting to examine a 'commercially' made prosthetic.
Once I get my own I see no reason why a resin 3D printed copy shouldn't be possible.
 
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Hi Pugwash,

Six years ago, I had a disagreement with a sliding table saw ... it won. The day after the accident, in the hospital with my hand completely bandaged, the Admiral tearfully revealed that they had to amputate my right index finger, half of my pinkie and they weren't sure if I would ever regain much use of the other two fingers. Of course, I was right-handed. I took it in quietly, then looked at her and said, "You know, I've always wanted a 3d printer. I'm going to get one and make myself some fingers!" And I did.

Sure, over the first couple of months I had some bouts of self pity and uncontrollable sobbing - that's to be expected, but I also had a goal - I was NOT going to let this change me or bring me down. There are very few things that I cannot do (picking my nose is a challenge), but everything else I just learned to do a little differently. You can do it mate.

When you have 10 minutes, take a look at this video by Aimee Mullins. I hope it at least brings you a smile and perhaps some new perspective. Stay strong!
 
Hi Pugwash,

Six years ago, I had a disagreement with a sliding table saw ... it won. The day after the accident, in the hospital with my hand completely bandaged, the Admiral tearfully revealed that they had to amputate my right index finger, half of my pinkie and they weren't sure if I would ever regain much use of the other two fingers. Of course, I was right-handed. I took it in quietly, then looked at her and said, "You know, I've always wanted a 3d printer. I'm going to get one and make myself some fingers!" And I did.

Sure, over the first couple of months I had some bouts of self pity and uncontrollable sobbing - that's to be expected, but I also had a goal - I was NOT going to let this change me or bring me down. There are very few things that I cannot do (picking my nose is a challenge), but everything else I just learned to do a little differently. You can do it mate.

When you have 10 minutes, take a look at this video by Aimee Mullins. I hope it at least brings you a smile and perhaps some new perspective. Stay strong!
Russ, hello mate.

Sorry to hear of your own dreadful experience, they are all part of the hard cheese of life.

I remember growing my hair long for the first time as a teenager and thinking I looked cool, until my dad dragged me to the barbers!

Looking back at my 'teen humiliation' at that time that haircut felt like my first 'amputation LOL

Look at me now!
 
Just discovered the panel at the end of each page lists all the members who read the thread (62)
62 members / friends / comrades / fellow builders all of whom are sending prayers, well-wishes, following your journey, waiting for the next post with hopes of you being firmly on the road to recovery.
Quite a number of folks pulling for you !!!
...henry
And then to have in mind that this is a variable number. On this moment it’s 60. So, many many more have noticed and they sympathize with you!
With sympathetic greetings and best wishes, Peter
 
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