The ground is white with frost this morning, and it looks so tranquil
outside. After a buggy and humid summer, I'm looking forward to cold
weather, sledding, and snowball fights. The nip in the air has motivated
me to get my winter gear in order today.
My first winter after
becoming an amputee I was utterly miserable. My limb was always cold.
I'm not talking about simply being cool or chilly. It often became so
cold that it was painful, keeping me up at night and making it difficult
for me to walk outside for long periods of time. I knew I was going to
have to move to warmer climate or figure out a way to winterize my
prosthetic.
After trial and error, I discovered the versatility
of those little air activated hand warmers that are often sold in
check-out lines and sporting goods stores. Tossed into the bottom of my
socket, these little pads keep my leg toasty warm, without overheating,
for hours. They are a godsend when I'm sledding with Robby, sparing me
from my leg becoming debilitated by the cold.
Remember the leg
warmer socks, made famous by Jane Fonda during the 1980's? This fashion
faux pas, when slipped over the pylon, helps to keep the cold from
conducting directly into the bottom of the socket. As an added bonus,
the snow is kept out of the foot shell eliminating the need to dig out
the impacted ice that often accumulates between the components and the
plastic. I may not be the most fashionable Mom at the sledding hill, but
I should receive credit for being resourceful!
Although nothing
makes me feel completely stable on ice, Yak-Tracks come pretty close. I
appreciate that they fit easily over my shoe, saving me the
inconvenience of having to change into boots. I keep several sets of
these little slip-ons in my house and car because I never seem to
remember where I put them after I take them off.
This morning, in
hopeful anticipation of a snow filled winter, I'm going to order a case
of hand warmers. (I discovered that they are considerably cheaper when
ordered in bulk online.) I will then scavenge my sock drawer to find all
my neon, circa 1980 leg warmers. I will probably be singing "Let it
snow" by the time I dig through the laundry room to locate my Yak-Trax
and hat and gloves. Last year we didn't receive much snow. I'm hoping
that we make up for it this year, and I plan to be ready when the first
flakes begin to fall!
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