I was told time and time again that I was going to lose my leg.
After a 6 month stay in the hospital, in SEVERE PAIN, I literally was disappointed in what my life threw at me.
I was weak ...I was angry...I was everything wrong that happens in life.
My leg, as you can see, was left with a scar.
Its not pretty.
I get mixed reactions from my leg. Some are sad for me, some tell me its not pretty, but I am so very lucky to say that I have my own leg..my own foot that I can look down at and match a pair of shoes and see my toes!
Can I walk? Yes. But with pain and with extreme edema and not for long periods ...but I am well.
"In our pain we find our greatest powers"