What happened to your leg?

Heading down to grab a coffee at work today, a man stepped into the lift behind me and immediately asked, “What happened to your leg?” I could see genuine concern in his eyes—it wasn’t idle curiosity.

I explained that I’d developed sepsis from a cut on my foot while on holiday. He shared, with visible heartache, that his brother was facing the exact same ordeal: a cut foot, sepsis, and sadly, gangrene, with a double lower-leg amputation scheduled for tomorrow.

The poor man was completely overwhelmed. We stood there for half an hour, and I did my best to offer comfort and practical advice. I suggested he look into the Limbs 4 Life Facebook peer support group and shared small, humanising tips that helped me, like the importance of getting out of the hospital for a trip to the beach or the shops. I also mentioned practical aids, such as a plastic shower chair and a bed bottle, which can make such a difference in those early days.

Hospital stays can feel incredibly isolating, which is why I’m so grateful for friends like Andrea and Ross. Taking me out for some fresh air at the beach gave me such a necessary boost and helped me feel human again. It really is the little things that matter most.

Since his brother is 68, he doesn’t qualify for the NDIS, and he told me they felt lost navigating the system. I encouraged him to ask the hospital for a social worker to assist with prosthetic referrals. We also talked about the weight of it all; I shared that while formal hospital psychiatry wasn’t the right fit for me, the peer support I received through a call from Limbs 4 Life was life-changing.

Before I finally headed off for my coffee, we exchanged numbers. I made sure to clarify that while I’m not a counsellor, I am always here to listen and share what I’ve learned.

It reminded me of a recent request from a friend in the US asking if I’d be open to another amputee reaching out. My answer was the same: I’m always happy to share my story if it helps someone else feel a little less alone.

I’ve been wanting to complete the official Limbs 4 Life peer support training, but life has been busy—and occasionally challenging, between a trip to Lismore and a hospital stay for a broken hip. I still hope to do the training eventually, though I sometimes wonder if I’d be any good at it. In the meantime, I feel like the best way I can give back is through my podcast, where I can continue recording and sharing stories with our beautiful limb difference community. And by answering questions from random people who ask you with the best of intentions.

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