Isn't it wonderful

It has been awhile since I updated the blog and that is a good thing. It means that I haven't had time to stop and write and have been out and about living. Well sort of, I am up and about more and even driving left footed to work twice a week, at least that is my goal, so far a few things have gotten in the way of meeting that goal but I am hopeful that in time I will consistently make it to the office twice a week. Working from home has kept me sane through this ordeal but being able to go into work and see co-workers makes me feel like life can be normal again.
I have to pat myself on the back since I started using my prosthetic I have surpassed the therapist, doctors and a few family members expectations. My surgeon, who is wonderfully gifted but suffers from surgeon bedside manner, even said he had to give me a hug he was so impressed with my progress. That was nearly 2 months ago I wonder what he would think now. My physical therapist stopped my therapy sessions after 9 out of 20 prescribed. She said to keep working on my own for strength, gave me exercises to do, some still kill me, and wished me good luck. I even brought a smile to my prosthetist face when I did knee bends and squats to check the fit of an adjustment he had made. I asked him what was he smiling at and he said I was doing everything I should be doing to check the fit and how far I had come since my first steps. He has been very patient with me and my less than intelligent questions and I wonder how I got so lucky to find such a great team of experts to help me through this journey.
I have worked hard to get my strength back to my hips and legs but I could never have made it through as well as I have without all the support from family and friends. Family taking me to swim before my prosthetic and all those trips out while I waited to walk again. The constant loading and unloading of a wheelchair wherever I went was appreciated more than they will ever know. The groceries my best friend Patty brought me weekly was my favorite part of the week. It was like Christmas every time she unpacked the bags and I got to see what treats she added on to my list, and rarely did she take my money. And on top of it all she would bring dinner. People wonder at my positive attitude but I cannot possibly feel sorry for myself. Of course there are times that I have looked down and see no foot in the morning and say to myself "oh yeah, I forgot about that". Then I think isn't wonderful not to have pain 24 hours a day. Isn't great to walk my dogs for mile and what hurts isn't my foot but my hands because they won't stop pulling on their leashes. Isn't it great to walk at my daughter's wedding and light the unity candle wearing a regular pretty sandal and a beautiful gown that didn't show my leg so no one knew when they saw me that I was differently-abled. Isn't it amazing that sometimes when I take a step I don't even realize it isn't my own natural foot I am stepping on. And isn't it amazing that my grandchildren don't think twice about my leg. In fact my granddaughter grew so use to it in a few car trips that she told me to "put your leg on grandma B so we can get our food", I take it off to drive for easier access to the pedals. And my grandson has been to nearly every appointment I have had and often comes up to me and pats my leg to make it sure it is on correctly. And what is really cool is being able to take care of my mother again when called upon and no one has to worry that I can't do the physical part of helping her up out of her chairs.
The only real set back I had was last week when my temporary prosthetic was made incorrectly and had to be re-made. The temporary is only for a week to check fit before my definitive prosthetic is made. It won't be ready until next week but I am impatient and want to see what the final leg will look like. I will make a video again when I get the definitive so you all can see the new me.
That is enough rambling from me for the day. Stayed tuned for more adventures.