~See What I See~

We, as in Dutch and I, were looking out the kitchen window watching
birds and looking at the glory bloomin on the stake out there. That was
so pretty to see.. While we were sitting there I looked down and was
looking at my stumps and thought it might be an interesting photo.. So..
I took one just so you can see what I see ....
The right you can tell is smaller, flatter and shaped more

cone shaped. I know when I first started this blog I put

a photo here of the binder I had to wear. I went and dug

out the photo to put it here again. Helps to show the cone

shape. I had never seen a leg put on or knew what I would

have to go through until I talked to my friend in there that

was also a DAK.. BB was his name, a very dear friend.. While

I was wearing this binder, BB had already gone through it,

he was in the process of being fitted for his leg.. they were

only going to do one at a time.. His right leg first. I went

with him a few times when they helped him put it on, I watched

and noted all he went through.. It wasn't easy.
They had his leg on and he had a walker. They made him walk

down the hall well hop I guess.. He went to move that leg and I

don't know what he did wrong but he went down with a loud

crash.. He hit the floor and almost knocked himself OUT! I

saw that and I think that's when I kinda started to make up

my mind that I really didn't want fake legs! It was about,

June I think and HOT... and wearing that binder made me

sweat.. it was rough material too.. the only soft part is that

white area in the center..that was facing the inner part of

my thigh.. When I sweat and moved, that binder would slip

and try to slide off with every movement.. drove me nuts! I

was steady diggin at myself to get that thing to stay up..was

like a small pair of panty hose that kept sliding down.. I hated

them too !! I wore them only cuz they looked nice :-)

BB and I had some long talks about his legs.. He was due to get

the 2nd one soon.. By the time he escaped he had both of them,

but once he got into his apartment , he never used them.. if he

went out to shop or something he would wear them.. at home he

said it was a pain in the butt to put them on every day. BB was

very athletic and could move very easily and was VERY strong.

He also was a careless diabetic and challenged it.. he ate candy

and sweets, drank.. and I told him many many times to stop.. He

died at 47, I found him dead in his chair when I went to check

on him that Saturday morning.

When I was in the HellHome I was one of 2 women and 6 men

and we all were amputees and above knee ones.. Yesterday when

the lady from the church brought my angel food she told me of

her next delivery to another dak amputee that lives where I

used to. It might be the same lady that Theresa wants me to

meet.. Theresa thinks I should meet lots of people specially

ones that are discouraged.. She thinks I could give them a good

pep talk..I could too.. This aint easy by no means.. but Hell at

least TRY!.. some don't.. Darryl was a the HH.. he didn't care

at all.. he just sat and whined all day and half the night.. Only

time he didn't complain was when he was sleeping.. Darryl was

45.. and a diabetic... He died before I even left the HH... I

wish he had tried harder... But when you give up.. it seems to

just finish you.. and that I WONT do.. NEVAHHHH :-)
Well I'm done for today, and of course I'm hungry.. I always

write this post first before I eat cuz if I eat first I get tired,

then I don't feel like writing .. I wear down like that rabbit,

and when that happens this GORGEOUS WEEBLE has no choice

but to say "Nitey Nite" :-)

Y'all have a good one now, Y'hear? love ya and thanks :-)
Always, Lois ****

"God Bless You", is my prayer today.

I'm honored to call you "friend".

I pray the Lord will keep you safe,

Until I write again...