John, I am a Vietnam veteran and I wear a prosthetic leg. One cold day I was walking from my car to my office. The temps were at freezing, but the roads were just wet. Not thinking that I was parked on an upper level of the garage, I stepped on some black ice, which I thought was just water. I slipped and fell and some how I jerked my leg just right and my prosthesis went flying across the parking lot. As I was sitting on the ground, I looked up and a lady had just started driving past me when I fell. Her eyes were as big as saucers as she sat there with both feet on the brakes and frozen in shock.

I didn't know what to say, so I just said, "Good morning!" After the initial shock, she got out of her car and proceeded to retrieve my leg. As I was slipping back into my leg, she apologized and stated that she had first thought that I had broken my leg and torn it from my body. We had a great laugh, and I got a hell of a bruise on my butt.

So we all heal and get better.

Frank