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    • Disability
    • Making History
    • Digital Humanities
      • dayofDH
    • Canoeing
    • Creative Nonfiction & Essays
    • Feminism
    • Bibliographies
      • Pacific Worlds Bibliography
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September 24, 2006

pimpin’ my gimp?
amputee

pimpin’ my gimp?


Ok, so I’ve long contemplated doing something like this to my prosthetic leg. However, I’m not much of a flames and skulls gal. I haven’t come up with any other icons that seemed worth inscribing on my leg. I once read of a girl amputee who wore brightly-colored iridescent stockings on hers, as a way of thumbing her nose at the blandly tan look.

For awhile I wore my leg without ‘skin’–all of my computerized innards showing. This look wasn’t entirely comfortable for me, though. Not only were there many stares, but it was painful to cross my legs and the metal bits wore out my clothes on odd places (not to mention the fact that pants simply don’t hang right on a pylon leg).

Hmmm…it’s like the difficulty of picking a tattoo–how can one choose an image that represents onself, and be assured that this wouldn’t change over time? Even if I were to pick something pretty universal–a peace sign or such–I’m not sure that I’d want to advertise my beliefs/values this way. [Note: the one exception to this is that I’ve started ‘stickering’ my crutches–putting stickers on them from all the places that they’ve traveled with me. They’re sporting Chinese Airlines and Roanoke Island stickers these days]

So if you were me, would you ‘pimp your gimp’? If so, how?

September 24, 2006
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Well, GameBoy attended his first school dance on Friday (it was a pretty casual affair–just two hours of fun and music after school let out). Though he told me that the boys don’t really dance, they play ping-pong and foosball in the multi-purpose room to pass the time, when I picked him up from the dance he told me he had really danced. Just a few songs. With a group of friends. Of course I couldn’t help but thinking of my little dancing boy, the one who could really get a groove on–usually wearing only winnie-the-pooh underpants, his tap shoes, and a cowboy hat–well I imagine that his dancing was a bit more subdued at this event, but it still pleases me to know that my son is growing up and having such novel experiences.

When he was getting out of the car when we got home, he told me his legs were really sore:

“Because I didn’t sit down the whole time, Mom…I was socializing.”

I thought of my own years at such dances: the awkwardness, the many return trips to the punch & cookies table, ridiculous party decorations to make the school gym look ‘festive,’ the thrill of heading out to the dance floor and the accompanying fear that I would make a fool of myself as I danced, and desperately ensuring that I was surrounded by friends–the constant vigilance to make sure I was never alone and looking like a wallflower. And, yes, the familiar ache in my legs afterwards. From so many hours on my feet.

After he got home from the dance he let us know that he had an 8 pm appointment to play World of Warcraft with a buddy.

I think my baby boy is growing up and getting a social life.

September 24, 2006
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Hi there friend, and welcome to my blog. I started writing on the internet two decades ago. Since then I've started and finished a PhD program, left the Mormon church and became a Quaker, got divorced, remarried, found full-time work in academia, took up rock climbing and outrigger canoeing, and traveled across the globe (China! Belgium! Italy! Chicago! Montana! Portland! Gettysburg! and oh-so-many points in-between). This blog is eclectic and random--it has poetry and cooking and books. And cats. And flowers. And the ocean (my ocean). But in that sense it's a good reflection of me and my wide-ranging, far-reaching, magpie curiosity.

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