Surgery, Recovery, and Hope

I was in an unfortunate motorcycle accident on Monday, August 11 and through God’s grace I survived the crash. There were casualties — my left leg was amputated above the knee, I have a broken pelvis, and some major bruises. While it sucks (a lot), I’d rather be alive and have a couple broken bits than not be here at all. I’m learning to live in a new normal.

Decide to be Great

As we are bombarded by the media with stories about success, riches and the fortunes of others, it is natural for us as humans to look at the people in those fairy tales, compare them with our own lives and try to find the advantages those folks have over us.  No, it’s not something most…

Run for Bauman

My wife Amanda and I spent the weekend in the Boston area. Our non-profit, Wiggle Your Toes, was selected to be the recipient of funds raised in a 2.62 mile run held in Chelmsford, MA. Chelmsford is the hometown of Jeff Bauman, a survivor of the marathon bombings who lost both of his legs above the…

Art + Science

My all-time favorite holiday gift was an Arts & Crafts kit from my Aunt Candy.  On the outside, it looked like a plain shirt box from Macy’s.  But inside, it shined with hope and promise.  It was filled with sheets of construction paper, brightly colored tape, scraps of fabric, tubes of glitter, magic markers, and…

My New X3 Super Equalizer

This past Friday, although admittedly at the time not as excited as some other amputees, I finally received the Bugatti of all microprocessor knees on the market. The coveted and long-awaited, high-tech, super-durable, military-grade, butt-kicking Ottobock X3 knee. And let me tell you, after wearing this jewel of technological advances over the weekend, the only…

The Gimpy Chicks

We’re not famous yet, but we draw lots of attention. Heads turn when we enter Jimmy John’s sandwich shop in Orlando, Florida.  We’re three attractive women with long hair in blonde and brunette.  Clad in work-out clothes and brightly colored gym shoes, we’re laughing and chattering.  So why do people stare? Today, between us, we…

Understand that most people WON’T understand. Understand?

This past week I was talking with coworkers about my amputation and how almost dying, at least for me, was a blessing and a curse.  It was a blessing because it caused me, in the most abrupt and violent way, to be shaken to the core which forced me to slow down and smell the…

First Impressions

Seven weeks after my injury, I met my first amputee. I mean VERY FIRST.   Sure, I was already an amputee myself, but I’d never met another one.  If I had racked my brain, I could have probably come up with a few:  a homeless woman outside the post office, the wounded Lieutenant Dan from Forrest…

My Puppy Soul Mate

I really am an animal lover and always have been since I was little.  With that said, I still wouldn’t have expected to be 21 years old, working and attending school full time while learning a new lifestyle as an above knee amputee, and then have the most perfect little dog fall into my life unexpectedly. It was so coincidental…

After The Accident…

The first time I recall waking up in the hospital after my accident, I was greeted with so many clear tubes and electric monitoring lines that I looked like someone dumped a bowl of spaghetti on my chest.  And I had bandages everywhere, head to toe, along with a neck collar that felt like it…

One-Legged Cop

My name is Kevin Trees and I’m a one-legged cop. Most people throughout my life have called me Trees, and most people I encounter everyday on the streets just call me Tree, without the letter “s”, because for some reason that “s” never makes it on the end of my name in a judicial proceeding…