Brony714
My own evil twin...
(Wasn't sure where to put this, since it doesn't really pertain to autism spectrum/Aspergers...)
I'm writing this from my bed at a rehab hospital, where I'm currently recovering from having my left leg amputated below the knee. I got a blister on my left foot that got infected(partially due to my own stupidity), to the point where amputation of the foot became necessary. Fortunately, I have enough stump left below the knee for a prosthetic limb, which I do plan on getting in the near future. I actually can't wait to get my prosthetic, so I can get back on my feet(so to speak). But until then, I see myself getting around by wheelchair. Right now, I'm dealing with phantom limb syndrome, which is the fact that part of my brain has yet to grasp the fact that I no longer have a left foot, and I still feel it on occasion. It's a situation I'm still adjusting to, both mentally and physically. Don't know if I'll ever dance again, but than again, I was never exactly Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly, or John Travolta to begin with.
I'm writing this from my bed at a rehab hospital, where I'm currently recovering from having my left leg amputated below the knee. I got a blister on my left foot that got infected(partially due to my own stupidity), to the point where amputation of the foot became necessary. Fortunately, I have enough stump left below the knee for a prosthetic limb, which I do plan on getting in the near future. I actually can't wait to get my prosthetic, so I can get back on my feet(so to speak). But until then, I see myself getting around by wheelchair. Right now, I'm dealing with phantom limb syndrome, which is the fact that part of my brain has yet to grasp the fact that I no longer have a left foot, and I still feel it on occasion. It's a situation I'm still adjusting to, both mentally and physically. Don't know if I'll ever dance again, but than again, I was never exactly Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly, or John Travolta to begin with.