I cannot feel my legs from the waist down any longer. But who cares? I look good and that's all that matters. And when I die of hypothermia for wearing formal shorts in winter, tell them to put that on my tombstone.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm just happy to have my legs back, cause at one point in time, I wasn't even walking.
I wear short shorts. After 10 years of strenuous ballet, it's the least my legs can do for me.
You can still wear trousers and show off your ankles - which are a nice body part on everyone.
It is a little disappointing to see that your legs are not as strong. But I like the idea of growing old, and the thought of approaching death is not particularly daunting to me.
You've got to take the hems down, especially past 50. I don't care how good your legs are.
It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees.
I used to trip over my legs and get detention for my too-short shorts because none fit. I still trip, but now I like to show them off.
The last thing I ever thought would ever happen to me was losing my legs.
I'm like a decathlete without the body.
I love summer, but my legs are so pale I can never wear shorts or a bikini.