Off to Amputee Clinic

So today we pack up and head to Kelowna for my appt with the rehab doctor.  She will be the one deciding on when I can come back to be fitted for my new leg, which will require another two week stay at the hospital so that I can work with the physios everyday and learn to walk on my temporary leg.  Right now all I can focus on is not having that leg and everything that goes with not being able to get up and walk on two legs.  Since this whole process began it's been one set back after another with glimpses of light streaming through the darkness. 

1.  tried to save my leg - that failed
2.  staples were to come out on a Monday - came out on a Wednesday later that week
3.  stitches stayed in way longer than they should have and caused a lot of trouble when the time came to take them out (nurses struggled to get them out)
4.  wound on incision site would not heal and was discharged from hospital to go home and heal at 5 weeks post-op
5. 10 weeks post-op and the wound still not closing up
6. at 12 weeks post-op I was put on a wound VAC to help the healing process

Just some of the many set backs that have followed me through this ongoing trial called life and also the reason why I stopped trying to gauge when I would finally be up and walking.  At this point I can only hope it is sometime before summer is over.  And on that note I sign off and finish packing for the 4 hour trip ahead.

Here we go...

After a life altering trauma was doled out to me a few months ago, I have decided to start this blog to keep track of all the new and different and sometimes repetitive turns my life will take.
In two short days I went from a normal 45 year old downhill skier, mountain biker, mom of two kiddos, wife, friend, daughter and sibling, to a new reality that now consists of learning how to use one leg only.  I had the misfortune of losing my leg to a blood clot.  Although I am on track to be fitted and up walking on a prosthetic in the near future it doesn't feel near enough.  My complicated operation started with an attempt at saving that leg but when things failed to work the move to amputate came next.  With the three incisions along both sides of my knee and the one across the bottom where my leg and foot used to reside I have run into a wound that does not want to heal easily or quickly and this has set me back a few months

The waiting is the hardest part right now...waiting for a leg, waiting for my life to start again...just waiting on this wound to heal...


  And now my new journey begins wish me luck...