The ladies seem to be having a lot of fun in London. Aside from my reticence to fly on a moments notice, there was a lot going on with my family. I had four birthday parties, one child down with the flu, one vocabulary test and one geography test, baby classes, pick ups and dropoffs, bathtime, bedtime stories, homework help, etc. While I would have loved to have been there, the timing for London just wasn't right.
Shoe shopping was never much fun for me because I was extremely limited until I was 26 years old. (I was only able to wear clunky weird boots -- even in the summer.) At 26, I had further surgery which allowed for better fitting prosthetics and, for the first time in my life, I could wear heels, open-toe shoes, flip flops etc. To this day, it is a great treat for me to wear wedges and heels -- anytime, anyplace. People who don't know that I wear a prosthesis (although now those people are far and few between) often ask, "Why do you wear heels so frequently?" Ahhh, if they only knew. . .Some of you may have noticed and wondered why I was bathing the children in wedges! Now you know that any heels are always a treat for myself.
Shoe shopping with Ramona was quite the experience. I don't want anyone to feel uncomfortable about my leg, and I welcome all questions. Yet who knew it would be so difficult for a woman in her fifties to understand the concept of an amputated leg? I learned that day that Ramona had never heard of the word "prosthesis" before. To question whether or not I can wear a bathing suit is bizarre. Does Ramona think I should be ashamed to wear a bathing suit? While Ramona may have been insensitive with her line of questioning fit for a child, I am going to assume she was trying to be funny and cute.