A decade ago I was out for a Sunday cruise on my Harley Road King.
I was hit by a car when the driver failed to obey a stop sign. A few days later, I awoke from a coma. I had been airlifted out of state to the nearest Level One Trauma Center and six doctors were in the room informing me that I might need to have my right leg amputated. The prognosis was that I would not be able to walk again if I kept my leg. The team of surgeons said it was highly likely complications would arise if I didn’t undergo the surgery, making a future surgery and amputation imminent.
Despite my doctor’s advice, I decided to keep my leg and spent the next couple of years in a wheelchair or on crutches. Some days the pain was so great I wished I had the leg removed. The pain created an inability for me to use that leg. Along with rehab, I took supplements that improved healing and function. It was not long before I was walking, though, with a major limp. I couldn’t walk very far due to the pain and I would have to stop frequently due to the pain. I felt lucky, many people end up in much worse shape.
As a physician, I knew all too well that amputation and an above the knee prosthetic had to be the last choice. It’s funny now, just as I was coming out of the induced coma and jacked up on narcotics, I had the vision of a wooden-legged pirate with a parrot on his shoulder.
Last summer, I had 13 stem cell allografts injected into my right foot, knee and into my back. Almost immediately, I noticed an almost complete return of ranges of motion in my limb. The discoloration and neuropathy that had been present in my right foot since my hospital discharge disappeared soon after the treatment. My energy levels improved tremendously. Despite the severity of my accident, I no longer needed to take any type of medication to modulate pain. My doctors were thrilled with the progress.