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Don't forget 'The Club Foot Club' too!Hey, we both belong to 'another' club too! The 'Big Beard' club! LOL![]()
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Don't forget 'The Club Foot Club' too!Hey, we both belong to 'another' club too! The 'Big Beard' club! LOL![]()
There again, I live on a street of 20 homes, all of which are aware of my changed circumstances, yet only 2 have even asked me how I'm doing.
Nice choice of colors... "Blue Angel" like!Not only did I make a moveable finger, but I made it in nice, bright colors so people would have to notice it.
Russ. I think that's brilliant. My wife has had operations on her legs since she was very, very young. Still needs them as and when. I said to her once I could run my model trains up and down the scares on her legs. She thinks it's great I don't see them as ugly. So many people look and pretend they don't as you said. She finds it a little hurtful. I find her beautiful from top to bottom, inside and out and the way she walks is the walk of my darling walks and I love her all the more for it..I'm going to get one and make myself a finger!
No pressure, Pugwash!Pugwash, three men who lost their legs have inspired me. Douglas Bader, a WWII ace who lost both legs in 1931 and was credited with 22 aerial victories, four shared victories, six probables, one shared probable and 11 enemy aircraft damaged.
The next is Terry Fox, a young Canadian who lost a let to cancer and tried running across Canada with a prosthetic leg in 1980. Unfortunately, he succumbed to the disease before he finished his run but the annual Terry Fox Run, first held in 1981, has grown to involve millions of participants in over 60 countries and is the world's largest one-day fundraiser for cancer research; over C$900 million has been raised in his name through the Terry Fox Research Institute as of September 2024. I've taught school here in Canada for the past 35 years and most schools in Canada have a Terry Fox run every spring, raising thousands of dollars for cancer research. Every child in this country knows who Terry Fox is.
You sir, are the third. Your grit and determination are great to see. I hope all goes well as you learn your newfound mobility.
Cheers,
Todd
Thank you for the update Pugs! Wishing you all the best and you are constanly in our thoughts.Thanks to all of you for your encouraging support.
This process has changed my life, but at the same time it gave me a new one.
3 months in hospital opened my eyes; oh how true is the glib rejoinder '' there's always someone worse off than yourself''.
Today's physio was another winner, as I was expecting an introduction to a zimmer frame.
Instead I graduated to crutches successfully, and was told after next weeks session I can bring them home, which means I won't be entirely dependent on the wheelchair.
Incrementally my world is finally getting bigger.
I'll be back!
If you cut down the ash, the same neighbor is going to complain about the lack of shade from the afternoon sun. Guaren-Fing-teed.Honestly, I'm overwhelmed by all your feedback, some of which leaves me extremely embarrassed. Thank you so very much, guy's.
There's a catharsis that comes from sharing our visits to the 'OK Corral of life'.
Whatever your injuries and loss, physical and mental, revealing yourselves is part of our positive ownership of where we are, what has become.
Shame should be a word we shouldn't identify with; each of us has every right to exist and find fulfillment.
Loving yourself makes a bigger space in which to love others.
First job today is my daily process of making my bed.
The second was to get out spanners and re-adjust the alignment of my chairs wheels.
Sometimes an ambulance crew cocks this up by strapping the chair down with straps through the spokes. Then the brakes don't work; not good.
I encountered recalcitrant complaints from neighbours...
At the top of my garden is a splendid towering mature Ash tree (I was there when a previous occupant planted the twig of a sapling in 1979).
A neighbor s doors away is complaining it blocks the summer evening sunlight!
I planted my front garden with wild seeds of flowers and ornamental grasses and let it run riot. Now I have over a dozen wild Orchids.
Next door is complaining about grass seed creating unnecessary 'weeding' for her.
This kind of pettiness deeply offends and frustrates me.
Wheels already re-set, thank you.Pugs, always nice ro read your updates. Neighbours, what can one say? I would do absolutely noting about that Ash tree. It is not a health hazard. In 1979 I was in grade 11. That tree has a history. I am often surprised, perhaps not so much anymore, how people are unwiling to live with a bit of "discomfort", when that bit of "discomfort" actually makes the world a richer and better place.
We have also decided to let our well manucured lawn go wild. Mariske, my wife, sown seeds of some wildflowers and now ...? Now we cannot wait for the spring. And we have planted ten trees in our back garden, including my favourite, an Outeniqua Yellow Wood. And in 30 years time those trees will be quite tall. But hey who cares, I may not be around then .... Will be 93 in thirty years time. But you know Pug, the trees brought life into our garden and the birds, now that is a sight to see. Thank you for an inspirational story and feedback. Hope you get the wheels sorted. No brakes can be a bit of a challenge indeed.
Well said ...Wheels already re-set, thank you.
I see me in the tree... I've seen it grow and develop and like me, it has deep roots giving nourishment and sustenance.