Mas Socket Diaries - NOVEMBER
and DECEMBER 2005
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8 November 2005
New plan of action.
Today Marco and I are going to take a complete scan of this leg
and hip of mine. Not just a normal X-Ray, but one of those new-age
scans where you can look at the bones, the muscles, the tissue and
move the pictures around, look at them in 3D - you know - like in
a cyborg movie.
So off we go. And
this is really going to be the deciding factor we think. Because
after this, we will know exactly where everything is, the angle
of the bones (for the brat-ear) and if this doesn't result in a
socket that fits, then chances are nothing will.
I should quickly
mention that Marco took one week recently (ok it was the whole week,
but still) and he made a gentleman a MAS socket and it fitted perfectly.
So what's the problem here I wonder? Maybe it's me.... Mmmm, something
I get to look at
the scans, and it's quite weird to see myself like that. I don't
know if I like it. Marco is going to get all the exact measurements
from this, and he is going to rebuild a test socket. Because now
he can see EXACTLY where everything is.
Ok - we are both
pretty sure that this time, it's just gotta work.
I arrive at 13h00
- on time like a good patient. Marco brings out the socket. Mmm.
He shows me the scan pictures and how he did the measurements. He
thinks that the ear has been nailing me when I sit because we didn't
get the angle exactly right. It makes perfect sense to him. I nod
in agreement. Yes of course.
The moment of truth.
We are trying to be subdued about this. "Cautiously optimistic"
comes to mind.
But first I need
to weigh myself. I feel like I've put on 100 kilo's. I can see Marco
trying not to smile. And what do you know - I've put on 1 kg. I
still feel like a whale. Marco says it's not that bad. He's a nice
And the socket goes
on ok. And I get in fairly easy. And the ear is ok, I think. Not
hurting. So far so good. So we attach the rest of my leg to it and
I go for a walkabout. Not bad. It's tight, but Marco is happy that
it's definitely not too small and we think that after about a week
I should be used to it.
There are a couple
of things that need to be changed - cosmetic things. But essentially
we are happy with the socket. But we are being so careful not to
get too excited. At the same time, though, we both think that we
have FINALLY got the fit we've been looking for.
He looks at me.
I nod my head. He says "Ally, I think this is it."
We decide that I
need an appointment for about 6 or 7 hours to get everything fixed
up and aligned properly. I'm going back on Wednnesday and I say
to Marco "this time I am leaving with that socket!"
He agrees. And even
though we should be shouting from the rooftops, we are still not
going to jinx this good thing by celebrating just yet...
I've been back to
Marco twice, and have finally taken the MAS home. There is still
something 'not quite right' although I'm not too sure what it is.
The ear seems to nail me when I walk, although sitting and standing
are comfortable. I have a feeling that I may be donning the socket
incorrectly. The ear perhaps should be more towards my inner thigh,
instead of slightly cupping the rear of me. I think that if I try
it that way, it won't catch me so badly when I walk. But that means
going back (sigh) and having the alignment adjusted. I think I'm
going to do that later this week. In the meantime - here's a quick
look at the top bit of the socket. A bit messy, yes, but that's
because it's a test socket and Marco has done a fair amount of grinding
away, and building up.
23 December 2005
Ah, where are we
in the MAS travel log??
I have been back
to Marco 3 times. It seems that the ear was slightly too far back,
so Marco chopped it off, and moved it a bit forward. The liner has
been REALLY hurting me at the bottom of my stump. Hard to describe
really. It felt like I wasn't getting into the socket deep enough,
and that I was "bouncing" into the liner when I walked
- so that my skin was being stretched and pulled. When I took the
liner off every night, my skin was angry and red, swollen and bruised.
Very OUCH! No can do - couldn't walk through that one. It occurred
to me that perhaps I wasn't destined to be a woman with a liner.
Someone told me
that their liner also did that when it was new - like it was 'attaching'
to the skin. He suggested taking a 1 ply liner, snipping it off
to about 6 inches, and putting it onto the bottom of my stump before
putting the liner on. INSTANT RELIEF! Like magic, I swear. Ok, one
But that damn ear
- it was really hurting - like it was rolling over the bone with
every step I took. I was back to walking with a crutch. I convinced
myself that I was as big as a house, and that I wasn't getting into
the socket properly.
So I went to see
Marco again last night - was there from 4pm - got home at 10pm.
We tweaked and fiddled and prodded and did the palpate thing (clever
word huh?). We built on, shaved off, aligned, re-aligned, flared,
huffed and puffed, ah - everything.
Turns out, I was
too deep in - even though I thought I wasn't getting in enough.
Go figure. That's why Marco has "CPO" after his name,
and I have "blonde amp" after mine.
We fiddled with
the ear, and the shelf (bigger bugger than the ear I tell you),
and eventually I said - that's it - let me go home.
And even though
I had walked myself into a state of crippledom before I got there,
I walked out with hardly a limp.
The liner is still
nailing me a bit at the bottom back of my stump, but I have a weird
indentation there (where they stitched me up), so we think that
if we fill the socket up at that spot with alginate (sp?), then
it will go away.
The test socket
is now about 2.5cm thick on my hip side (bad bad bad for a woman
- makes you look more podgy than you really are). The bottom of
the socket needs to be made smaller according to Marco and his measuring
tape & callipers - but we will do that next week or next year.
BUT - I am walking!
Stickless once again! Out and about, and no longer feeling precarious!
The liner is definitely
the right size. I thought maybe it was too small. Marco just shook
his CP head. And measured me (again) to put my mind at ease.
of a saint, that Marco.
We are taking steps
forward, big ones.
And I didn't chuck
the liner at Marco in disgust. Or the MAS for that matter. When
I got home I even did a little leap for my mother, hehehe. Not that
I am a leaper mind you, but it's nice to know that I can if I want
Progress - 'tis
a good thing.
EVERYONE - GOD BLESS.
I haven't worn the leg as much as
I should have these last few days. It's not that comfortable, and
the ear seems to be giving me a few problems. It's not as bad as
it has been in the past, but it's an irritation. Perhaps I am sinking
too far into the socket, but the ear is digging up into my butt
quite a bit.
I guess I shouldn't complain too
much, I might have spent a lot more money Christmas shopping had
I been as mobile as I would like.
Tomorrow is my birthday - I guess
I will don the leg again and see how far I get through one of our
malls. It's the start of some of the great post-Christmas sales,
so it will be a very good time to properly test drive this leg.
If I come home exhausted and broke,
the leg will get the thumbs up from me. If not, the bank will heave
a sigh of relief, and I will put my car into auto-pilot mode and
go back to see Marco.
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