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DonVictor

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  • Birthday 04/29/1975

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    SC, USA
  • Interests
    Law, sports, reading (Grisham & Patterson novels as well as Sports Magazines), and some others!

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    Amputee
  • Amputation Type:
    AKA Left Leg
  • Amputation Date:
    15 Dec 1999
  • Amputation Cause:
    Motorcycle accident
  1. DonVictor

    First Baby

    Hey now! ;)
  2. DonVictor

    Story

    When I first started therapy and getting up, standing, walking with a walker, etc. I was talking with my therapist and as I was walking, I looked over at her and said, "now I know how flemingos feel". She busted up laughing, my brother almost fell down he was laughing so hard and I had to catch myself as well. It was very funny at the time. Anyway, she ended up getting married and moved away, but I am still in contact with some of the therapists at the hospital and this one girl is like best friends with her. She told me that the girl that moved had bought a plastic flemingo and has it in her front yard and thinks of me everytime she sees it. It sort of makes me feel good that she will always remember working with me and I made her laugh. My nieces are also very funny. Kids are going to be curious and my one niece that is 3 will always ask me in this serious looking way, "Uncle Vic...where'd your leg go"? Now when I'm over at my brothers and my brother or sister inlaw are asking her to do something she really doesn't want to do, she'll use that to change the subject (and probably to make everyone laugh). They'll be like, "Go clean the toys in your room", and she'll look around, walk over to me and hold her arms up and ask where my leg is. One day I said I didn't know and asked her to find it. It was sort of cruel, but she went around looking and came back and said she couldn't. We all had a great time that day. :lol:
  3. DonVictor

    frightened!!!

    I think everyone said it well enough. I just wanted to wish you the best. Although I didn't have cancer, I've been through some hard times that seemed like the "end of the world", but patience is very important. Keep your head up and keep setting goals. You can accomplish anything if you want and desire to do so.
  4. DonVictor

    Im new here

    Welcome Lesley. I read that you seem to find yourself depressed a lot and I'd really like to encourage you to talk (here or IM/PM me) with anyone everyone. It really helps as I've learned. One thing I think seems to be a step in the right direction is your screen name being Amputeechick...I know it's an amputee forum, but at least you come right out with it. It may sound weird, but to me that shows some courage and strength. You have it inside somewhere so just let it come out and you'll be ok. I wish you the best and as I said, if you need to talk, post here with others and feel free to drop me a line anytime. :D
  5. DonVictor

    New Member

    Good attitude Robert. I wouldn't wear a cosmetic "cover" either...but that is just me. Hopefully one day when/if I can get a prosthetic I'll still feel this way...I'm sure I will tho! Welcome..I'm new here as well.
  6. DonVictor

    Congratulations Registered Members

    Vicki and Nicki twins? Pics? ;)
  7. DonVictor

    Hello From South Carolina

    Thanks phhar!
  8. DonVictor

    Phantom Pain

    I get the pains, but more ferquently the "shock of electricity feeling" that someone stated before. I thought this was weird so I'm sort of glad to see someone else gets that feeling. My pains range in severity, but usually I'll rub my "stump" think of something else, etc. to help ease the pain. I get cramping sensations that can last up to 2-3 minutes and those are the worse. I've been totally speechless and became nauseated (although didn't "upchoke") from them. I also get the damn itches!! Those are just as annoying. Especially when you lay in bed and try and scratch the lower part of your leg (that isn't there) with your foot! ;)
  9. I didn't see the doc so really can't comment. From what I have read here it seems the people doing the doc chose the people that only had "beefs" with Heather to speak and not more that are on her side. Everyone has people that love them and like them as well as people that simply not only dislike them, but hate them. As far as the person that played the "devils advocate"...I don't think he/she meant anything to be rude or contrued as being rude. I think they were just pointing out the reality that there are always two sides to a story and we will never know the truth. I know I'll believe what Heather says, because I see no need for her to BS anyone about anything. I also think the "devils advocate" could have been more precise as to his/her intentions as to not get folks riled up, and they could have chosen better ways of saying this. Afterall, look at the top of this site...it's Heather Mills McCartney's forum for amputees. I'm sure if the staff felt it was totally offensive towards her it could be removed. Free speech is great, but there are times where you want to think carefully before setting the fingers in motion. Remember what you are saying and where. Sort of like the Dixie Chick girl and her comments about President Bush. She had her right to do say what she wanted to say, but why was she offended when others had their right to chose what they bought, listened to? She didn't think beforehand. Concert tickets are outrageous as it is and if I shell out the money to hear them perform, thats what I want. I pay them to perform their work by purchasing the ticket(s), not to listen to their political agenda. Ok..I've ran off on another subject/topic so I'm stepping down now.
  10. DonVictor

    Hello From South Carolina

    Hello. I'm a 28 year old male AKA of the left leg. I lost my leg in a motorcycle accident back in December 1999. To be honest, the loss of my leg was one of the least things that I have been through. I sustained an open book pelvic fracture, traumatic amputation of my left leg (AK), broken right ankle, a broken femur (right leg), broken left hip, broken left arm (upper), and a broken right hand. I think that is the "just" of it. I wasn't wearing a helmet so I'm very lucky to be here and very lucky to not have suffered any major head trauma. After being rushed to the hospital I lost consciousness, but was able to give the doctors and staff my fathers phone number as well as my brothers. My brother worked at the hospital as a flight medic so some of the crew recognized me and called him as well. I was on a ventilator for about a month. I had a fixator place in my pelvic area to heal it together. I had to go through hyperbaric treatments and many surgeries. A rod was placed in my right upper leg, in my left arm, screws in my right ankle, pins in my right hand, and an artificial hip socket on the left side. In April of 2000 I was released from the hospital and sent to Health South Rehabilitation for physical and occupational therapy. I stayed there for a month and then left to go home with my mother. I was giving a colostomy while in the hospital because I had drainage that was getting into my pelvic area and they wanted to stop the infections and save what was left of my leg/stump. Well while at home, July 18, 2000 to be exact, I developed a small bowel blockage and had to be rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery. When I awoke from surgery, I realized I had been "out" for nearly a month again. Some of you may have experienced this (and I had after the initial accident), but when you are out like that, and on a ventilator, you tend to have some sort of "out of body" experiences. When I woke up I remember the doctors coming in and explaining that I had developed what they call fistulas on my stomach area. These developed because my bowels had gotten so weak from the blockage they sort of leaked into my insides and I developed a terrible flesh eating bacteria that I can't pronounce much less spell for you. They had to cut most of my stomach muscle and tissue out all the way up to near my chest. Hard to explain, but anyway, my fistulas (two to be exact) were from my small bowel to my skin. Therefore I would have to wear another colostomy bag on top of my stomach to collect the waste and leakage. I'll save you from the details, but trust me, this was one of the most trying times I have ever been through or care to go through. I wouldn't wish this on my wost enemy. Due to multiple surgeries, these colostomy bags wouldn't stick or adhere very well. I couldn't move without the thing leaking or just simply falling off. I would eat and my waste would just shoot through into the bag and if the bag came undone I was forced to lay there trying to get another on while bowel was shooting through my skin. Almost like a water fountain or geyser. Well I had to start TPN (Total Parental Nutrition) again (I was on this in the hospital before I was released for the second time in October 2000). I was in and out of the hospital for some other surgeries as well. My trauma doctor/surgeon wanted me to gain as much weight as possible before he could go in and repair my stomach. I lived with having to have TPN at night and with these fistulas until May 31, 2002! I don't know how I was able to get through it, but I somehow did. The surgery to repair my stomach and hopefully reverse the colostomy as well was set up with my trauma surgeon and a plastic surgeon who was going to take muscle from my right leg (my so called good leg ) and "flap" it onto my stomach to create a new stomach wall. All in all the final surgery last year was a success and they were able to rid me of the colostomy as well. I could have lived with the colostomy, not the fistulas, but I'm so thankful they were able to rid me of this as well. Only thing is once again, I developed a terrible infection and was back on the ventilator for 3 and a half weeks. I was released last August and I've only been back once and that was for pancreatitis, which is very, very, painful! On to my leg/stump and my future goals. I have a unique situation. It's not going to be easy for me to be fitted for a prosthetic, if ever. I'm going to lose more of my "stump" which is alread roughly 8 inches above the knee. Since my pelvis was pretty much shattered, and I was bed ridden for so long, my "stump" is stiff and sticks outwards a little. Some extensive therapy has helped, but I have two pins that sort of hold my stump in place with my pelvis/hip. My trauma doctor doesn't want me to have any sort of major revision(s) done to it just yet because I really need to heal a little and I'm not really ready for any major surgeries. I know I'm going to have to see some "specialists" that specialize in these rare problems. Hopefully one day I'll have one, but for right now, I can get around on crutches and in a wheelchair fine. I'm really using my crutches more, but my wheelchair seems to be a "security blanket" for me. Since I have had so much done to my right leg as well, I've had to do extensive therapy on it as well to strengthen it back up. One day and I'm sure of this, I'll be walking again. I'll swing a baseball bat again. I'll swing a golf club again! I've learned many things through this, but one of the most important things I have learned is patience! It's truly a virtue! Sorry for the long first post, but I felt I needed to get everything I have been through out of the way so in future posts someone may realize where I'm coming from in saying something. I was searching tonight online for places to buy one shoe and came across this site. It's also ironic that it's Sir Paul's birthday as well! I hope to get to know some of you. I hope to learn from some of you and I hope to maybe help some of you in any way I possibly can. Sorry again for the long post, but hopefully it was an interesting read. :D
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