Puffball and Champ

I have two legs, two quite different legs. Puffball is the shorter. She was greatly torn up by the train and was the one that took all the skin grafts. She's also been the site of the tunnelling wounds. She's not as strong. They used to wrap her up in a bunch of gauze and then put a sort of mesh "hat" on her in tge hospital which made her look like a round puffball mushroom to me. Hence her name. Well, that and the fact that she was so ugly to me that I needed to make her appealing in some way.
Champ sometimes feels like the sister to the prodigal leg. Puffball gets fussed over and cheered on; Champ just steadily goes on. She's been wearing a shrinker sock for 5 or 6 weeks, and is on a temporary prothesis. She will graduate to a vacuum socket--Puffball will never get there because teh skin is so thin. Champ is a nice clean amputation, nowhere near as ugly or shocking as her sister. Although she donated some skin to her sister, so there's been some angry red.
The Donations are done by a sort of cheese slice tool that takes a very thin layer off the donor site and puts in on the recipiant site. It's kinda of gross and scary to think about, but it's also amazing. Last I remember hearing about grafts is the bad old days when they took it off your back or buttocks and took the entire skin. this is obviously an improvement.

Demo Chair

So, yesterday I got 40 minutes in an electric chair.
It was a learning curve, but not a huge one--apparently I took to the whole steer-while=moving-ahead thing better than a lot of people do.
Then it was the Harry Potter movie for a full day.

I had my first fall last night

I was transferring from the chair to the couch, where I've never been before and I slid down between the two. Luckily my mother was almost down the stairs and we were able to get me up wiht the help of yoga blankets, a foot stool, a chair, the couch, my gate belt, the coffee table and I forget any other props. No panicking, just two women figuring it out.

I feel so trapped sometimes. there are 6 rooms I can go to in this house. I can sit in my chair on the commode and on my bed. It's frustrating and a little depressing. I really wanted to sit on the couch, but once I was back in my chair it was stay thaer for the rest of the night.