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Wednesday, June 11, 2014
This past weekend was spent getting ready for my impending leg revision. While I am still frustrated that I will be without my leg for the majority of the summer, I know that this surgery is both necessary and long overdue. Instead of moping, which in all honesty was my initial inclination, I decided to be proactive and prepare. I am hoping to minimize my aggravation during the recovery process.
Although I love our house (with the exception of the black widow spiders, snakes in the attic and leaky roof), it is not handicapped accessible. Between the steep steps, narrow doorways and uneven parquet floor panels, getting around is going to be difficult. Preparing for life with my knee scooter for the next few weeks, I worked all day Saturday trying to create clear pathways between the rooms. It wasn't particularly fun, but it was absolutely necessary.
Timmy is a small baby, but his equipment is disproportionately large. His swing cradle (which he sleeps in because it is a better fit at the moment), bouncy chairs, and changing table are all cluttering up the living room. Because the room is the center of our home, it makes sense to keep the equipment in place. I know that Martha Stewart would certainly never offer her aesthetic seal of approval, but I doubt she would appreciate the ten pound bag of tater tots that are monopolizing my freezer either. I tend to opt for function over form especially when mobility is a concern. I wasn't able to remove the baby clutter, but I did manage to create a clear pathway through the room.
I'm not looking forward to surgery tomorrow, and I am absolutely dreading the recovery. However, I have found some solace knowing that I am prepared for my non-ambulatory life. I keep reminding myself that this is just a temporary setback, and that I can soon return to my cluttered life.
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