What is normal? Normal was yesterday. If you lose a leg, one day you're hopping around on one leg, so you know the difference.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm just happy to have my legs back, cause at one point in time, I wasn't even walking.
My knee is almost back to normal. I am back in training.
Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from.
And I came close to losing a part of my foot on two occasions. I hope I'm consistently lucky and that the next time I develop a blister or step on something sharp, that I don't go as far as I did on those two times.
The trouble with normal is it always gets worse.
I don't know what 'normal' means, anyway.
I am normal. In fact, I think I might be more normal than anyone else.
I was a dancer, so for me, if I don't work out for a week or move my body in some sense, I feel weird.
You've got to take the hems down, especially past 50. I don't care how good your legs are.
The last thing I ever thought would ever happen to me was losing my legs.