After nearly a year of walking around on piecemeal scraps meticulously placed each morning to create a functional liner, yesterday I received the most amazing package in the mail. I casually mentioned to my friend that I was frustrated about my tattered liners, and my frustrations about having to schedule multiple medical appointments to obtain a simple supply. To my surprise, she had the liners I wear in the back of her closet because they didn't work for her. She immediately packed them up and shipped them to me.
If we weren't in a pandemic, going to the doctor when I'm healthy would have been an inconvenience. With Covid running rampant in our community, walking into a physician office felt like an unnecessary risk. Because I wasn't willing to put myself or my family at risk, I have made due with what I had until the infection rates began to ease. I had no idea it was going to take a year!
Slipping on the new liner felt like an absolute luxury. I no longer have to carefully fix the pieces like a jigsaw puzzle. I can just slip it on and walk. Talk about feeling empowered!
They say it takes a village to raise a child. I have also come to learn that it takes a village to help an amputee maintain mobility and reach potential. I am so grateful for my village this morning.
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