Y'all ever get told "it's hopeless" on accident-damage by your Doctor, lemme know..I got sick of bein told my life as I knew it was over by wussies and collected a crew of Docs that could do frankenstein one better any day of the week.
Worse was the attitudes of some Docs...as if I would have some ridiculous emotional attachment to a limb that's been virtually destroyed, doesn't work and will never work - why ? sentimental value ??
Hack that sucka off, get me somethin that works, and make damn sure to build it tough enough to keep the hell up with me! (This one does, I broke the first couple of em.)
Hafta implant some metal in there? fine...sea coral (wtf?) no problem...plastic, ceramic, hey I don't care what it's made of, long as it works....graft a lil skin, go for it.
As long as yer still gettin blood to the braincase - yer still in the game, and ain't NO sense layin in bed pissin and moanin about it.
Afore I even had the leg fixed, I got my hands onna Tomos Trike, and I rode THAT, like hell is a little thing like mutilation keep me off the road.
Anyhow, you find yourself in a spot cause of docs with no balls, lemme know....I'll hook ya up with mine.