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Here is the first prosthesis I used, before I had my 'little foot' amputated.

The ones of me sitting on the floor with the package are me opening my first 'bending leg'. After my amputation I wore a straight leg prosthesis (as in the picture when I'm sitting on the floor). Back in the day, they would just mail you your leg, isn't that funny? I remember they would make it a little taller than normal so that I'd grow into it. Whew!

Here is also a picture of my lovely family, one of me and my oldest daughter dancing.

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Thanks for sharing your pictures Jen. Boy, you are really stunning. Reading about how others look and cope is nothing like seeing pictures. Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.

Duane

This is from Bowhunter73 I tried to respond to you but answered under the post of the young family in wisconsin with the newborn see if you can see my reply there if you can If not try to reply back if you could
Thanks
Jeff

you are beautiful.
what was your experiences like with the opposite sex?

Good one! Well, I have some pretty unflattering photos of myself that tell me differently sometimes, but thanks It's nice that the things (regarding my appearance) that I really worry about are blemishes, being bloated and frizzy hair. The 'leg thing' never really comes up for me internally. I'll be honest, it never really did. I think I worry about the same things that every woman worries about. I'm not sure if you feel the same. I can count on my hands the number of times my height and legs have caused me emotional stress, as far as how I am perceived. I'm very thankful for that and I know that is not everyone's experience. I think people are like animals and can smell fear. Growing up when boys would treat me differently or focus on it, they would soon learn that there is a lot more to talk about other than that. I am thankful for my situation because it helped me filter through undesirable people. Someone who would not be attracted to me because of my body? Well, heck. I wouldn't want to date them anyway. Because we all get old and EVERYONE'S body will begin to fall apart. I'd rather be with someone who will stick by me through the end, no matter what I look like. The same man that wouldn't date an amputee probably would have a problem with a woman who is overweight, or has wrinkles, or anything like that. NO THANKS. Also, I've always gravitated towards artistic people, and artistic people usually have a wider definition for beauty. Something that is very different is very beautiful to the artistic mind. It's hard to explain and I don't know if I'm rambling. I don't want someone either who is attracted to me 'despite' my legs. Again, NO THANKS. These suckers, or the lack there of (hahaha), are part of me. I'm a complete package- we all are... take it or leave it. I'm so lucky because I have a wonderful husband who treats me like a queen and loves me always.

You have a wonderful attitude. I find it fascinating how some people have such terrible experiences with birthdefects or whatever the case may be. And pray my son will be one who has a positive attitude.My son has pffd and although he is only one year old and its a while down the road, as a mother i think of all my children (ages1,2,and 4)and how they will handle it when they get picked on or dont feel included. I wonder how i'll comfort them all but with my son i wonder more because i worry i wont be able to relate. Then I tell myself "yes you will be able to relate you were picked on too It's the same" So my question is were you ever picked on about your legs?And how did your parents comfort you?

OK... honestly, I think I have selective memory. Let me REALLY think about this one... One time a kid at school said I walked like the elephant man, I think we were about 10 years old. I was really mostly angry because I love Joseph Merrick and was mad that somebody was trying to use his name as an insult. I told the teacher and (I went to a private religious school) that kid was expelled shortly after. I'm sure it wasn't that incident that did it, but I'm sure it didn't help. There were just a lot of pointing, and I would pretend that people were pointing at me because I was a movie star. Boys always treated me as 'a friend' and although I thought that was really annoying at the time, I'm glad now because I have a lot of male friends as an adult. People did a lot of talking and laughing behind my back as a kid, but that happens to everyone. I was no angel myself. I could be pretty rotten too. That's just being a kid. I think going to a small school really made a difference because people knew me and it's harder to make fun of someone when you have to see them everyday. My tactic as a child was to overcompensate and really focus on my strengths. So, instead of making fun of me, kids would say, wow... you can draw really well. Or wow, that's cool that you play guitar. My parents really supported my interests and really pushed me to excel at things that I was interested in. The minute I said I wanted to learn guitar, my parents bought me one and paid for lessons. I still play today. My parents taught me to focus on what I'm good at and to ham it up. If people are going to look at you, well.. give them something to look at. If I ever came to my mom and said, I don't like the way I walk, or boys don't like me of my body, she never enforced my beliefs. She'd listen, feel my pain, but that's it. At my appointments at the Shrine, she would never say, hey, can you make it so she doesn't walk like that? Or... can you make her leg look a little bit more realistic? It was nothing but positivity coming out of my mother's mouth, 24/7. She really made me believe that I was a superstar. Another great idea was that she encouraged me to bring an old prosthetic leg the first day of school for show and tell. Everyone asked questions and I passed the leg around. It was cool because everyone got it out of their system then and I was in control. As far as not being included, if I could not participate in something, I did something else cool while the other kids did their thing. For some sports I'd 'sit out' with my pencil and paper and draw really funny drawings. When they kids got back, they'd get a kick out of what I did.

LONG STORY SHORT, I think if you love your kids and speak positively to them, that's what matters. That's what I try to do as a mother now. I now I'll make mistakes, but you just try your best. And that goes for any parent and any kid. You seem very cool and I'm sure your little one will do just fine. I think being 'different' widens your views and allows you to be vunerable, which is important in life. Every person is different, it's just some of our difference are more obvious. If people that don't have to work at things, they don't get that satisfaction from success after struggle.

Thanks for writing. Good luck.

what have been your experiences with your parents in law?
I am missing one hand (finishing beneath the elbow) and on the opposite side of my body, i wear a foot in foot prosthesis for either pffd or fibural hemimelia or both.
i am completely self-sufficient, needing no help with domestic chores around the house.
my mother-in law has told me 'imagine how i felt when my son introduced you to us', she also has told my husband that she prefers my husband's ex girlfriend to me, she has told me that i sit on my ass at home while my husband does the gardening and the cooking (these are things she has heard him talk about, because gardening and cooking are things he likes to do), she wonders why i'm not close to my sisters in law, etc.
whenever i stick up for myself it leads to a fight.
we regularly go to their house for a family dinner, but i don't want to go because i feel so miserable. but then his parents would use that as ammunition to say that my husband looks after our 2 girls.
she has also said that i would find it very difficult to find a partner, as if that negates the validity of anything i have to say to fight back.
at times she says i am very beautiful, but that doesn't make up for the terrible things said.
is it possible to have in laws that appreciate you?

I'm so sorry that your in-laws treat you that way. They must be extremely self-conscious about themselves to have your physical situation be such an issue with them. The only thought I have is for your husband (if he doesn’t already do this) to take your side and stick up for you, since they don’t listen when you stick up for yourself.

Beth

Hi
Hey. My heart goes out to you. I agree with the other response in that your husband should step in at this point. I also agree that it has a lot more to do with how they must feel about themselves... but it still doesn't make it OK to act like that.

I'm sure my in-laws must have had some concerns about me & motherhood. I think that's only natural... I had some concerns myself. Once they got to know me, they realized I'm very strong minded. They are very supportive and if they weren't, I'd tell my husband he needs to get more active. Let me channel Dr. Phil and say that if you think this situation is toxic, the situation must change. If they are unwilling to change, I guess you have to decide what you want to do.

Just know that you are not alone and I'm sure there are other people in this forum that have had a similar experience.

P.S.... when my in-laws met me I was a dirty hippie with a facial piercing. I'm sure they had more on their minds than my legs. THANK GOODNESS I CLEANED UP WELL!