Re: Joe seen a Dr. and is VERY Sad
Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 5:24 pm
Hi Traci
I'm so sorry for your feelings, I feel terribly for my own parents when I read posts like this. I was 21 when I got my tbpi, and I'm 46 now. I have no functional use of my arm and have no feeling in it, I don't even know where it is unless I look. I am now on the waiting list for amputation and truly, I wish I'd done it years ago.
For my whole adult life I have carried this arm around that needs looking after like a baby, it gets dangerously cold and I don't know, I get it caught in things and don't know, I cut it and only find out when I notice blood everywhere. It's like part of me has already died. My neck and spine are deformed from the dead weight. This isn't a poorly functioning arm, it's a dead thing. It's become alien to me.
Quite a few tbpi I know have amputated and not one of them regrets it. My parents were pretty freaked when I told them I had decided to amputate and so were my kids and friends. But it's not them who have to carry a literally dead arm around, it's me. Most of them are coming round to my way of thinking.
There are many threads about this on the tbpi message board that might help. I hope you come through this emotional turmoil and that Joe gets the help he needs to do what is best for him. It's not easy whatever happens. Sometimes amputation is the final step in the recovery process, however weird that sounds.
Please let us know how things pan out for Joe, all the best for you and your family.
Jen NZ
I'm so sorry for your feelings, I feel terribly for my own parents when I read posts like this. I was 21 when I got my tbpi, and I'm 46 now. I have no functional use of my arm and have no feeling in it, I don't even know where it is unless I look. I am now on the waiting list for amputation and truly, I wish I'd done it years ago.
For my whole adult life I have carried this arm around that needs looking after like a baby, it gets dangerously cold and I don't know, I get it caught in things and don't know, I cut it and only find out when I notice blood everywhere. It's like part of me has already died. My neck and spine are deformed from the dead weight. This isn't a poorly functioning arm, it's a dead thing. It's become alien to me.
Quite a few tbpi I know have amputated and not one of them regrets it. My parents were pretty freaked when I told them I had decided to amputate and so were my kids and friends. But it's not them who have to carry a literally dead arm around, it's me. Most of them are coming round to my way of thinking.
There are many threads about this on the tbpi message board that might help. I hope you come through this emotional turmoil and that Joe gets the help he needs to do what is best for him. It's not easy whatever happens. Sometimes amputation is the final step in the recovery process, however weird that sounds.
Please let us know how things pan out for Joe, all the best for you and your family.
Jen NZ