I
have been an amputee for more than a decade, and during that time I
have learned volumes about living with limb loss. Socket fit, liners,
suspension systems and other related terms have become a normal part of
my vernacular. The time when the jargon was unfamiliar and scary feels
like a lifetime ago. Perhaps the most important thing that I've learned
is that things will always change and that I will constantly discover
new aspects of living life with a prosthesis.
The
socket fabrication after my most recent surgery has been frustrating and
labor intensive. Kudos to Elliot, my prosthetist, who never gave up on
me or on the process. He continued to make adjustments, new molds and
changes in the quest for comfort. When we finally got my leg to a point
where I could wear it and feel okay, he pushed for improvement. By that
point I was willing to accept the little discomforts that popped up
through the day. Elliot continued casting, fabricating and tweaking
because he wanted me to be pain-free from the moment I donned it until I
took it off at night.
Last week I had an appointment
for what felt like the 100th socket adjustment. I just couldn't find
the words to describe what I was feeling, but I knew that it wasn't
ideal and completely comfortable. I wasn't in pain, but I did feel an
awkward soreness after I began to walk. As I grasped to find the correct
adjectives, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I hate crying in
public, especially when it is out of frustration!
Elliot
had me take off my leg and thoroughly examined my limb. He handed me a
new type of liner, one without the seals that I have been utilizing for
years. I slipped it on, stepped into my leg and instantly felt normal.
The indescribable sensations were gone, and my walking felt reminiscent
of my pre-surgerical life. My tears turned to a glint as I informed him
that he was not getting this liner back.
After all of
the socket adjustments, the hours of work and worry, my issues were
something as simple as a liner. While I love the seal-in technology
afforded by my previous liner, my limb is just not healed enough to
handle the pressure. The liner seals wrap around the surgical site,
causing the torquing and compression that was so difficult to describe. I
am now back in a regular liner, without the seals, and completely
comfortable. While I am not thrilled about the prospect of wearing a
sleeve again, even if I know it is short-term until my limb completely
heals, I am delighted to be comfortable. I never would have guessed that the discomfort I perceived as a socket issue was really the result of a liner.
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