…and walk.

Went back to the Hangar Clinic last Thursday, so Amanda, my prosthetist, could make some last checks before creating my new foot.

I went in all cocky, and came out a little less so, but still encouraged.

The fit was tight. Think about putting your hand in a cup and the suction that won’t allow you to pull it out. It’s a lot like that, but with the end of your leg. I felt very…squished.

There was also a little soreness, but that was to be expected from the tighter fit. One hilarious thing was that the prosthetic was a little taller than me, so the foot needed to be brought down a little, which involved screwing it on, in one of the most hilarious visuals I can recall.

Don’t believe me? Here it is.

This visit was much more technical. There were adjustments made on the foot, and my prosthetist, Amanda, went and torched part of the check socket to accommodate for my legacy bones, which were causing a little discomfort.

At her direction, I’ve purchased a cane. Yes, it’s purple. I will show you later. I’m going to need to use it to walk for a little while, which is fine. It’s a pretty cool cane.

I’m excited and nervous for all of this change. I’ve gotten used to my healing routine, and it’s worked, but it’s time to graduate. I know there will be battles and f

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