"Moving forward, beyond the borders. Take warning, my day has come"

-The Dirty Heads

I hope that this page can help to inspire, support, and give thanks. 

On April 26, 2018 I underwent an amputation of my lower left leg.  I will be posting here throughout the epic journey. Feel no sadness for me for my time has come and I can move forward. For 18 years I have been in a bad relationship with my lower left leg and its time we broke it off, Literally...

please play me while reading, this is a song called Day By Day by the band The Dirty Heads. It lifts me, inspires me, drives me...
  • Shawn Rohe

the in-between years

Updated: Apr 26, 2018

Between April of 2000 and now I have had a world of adventures. I managed to accomplish a lot on a fairly useless leg. however sloppy and most of the time un-athletic I was... still able to try playing football and track at St.Lawrence University. I managed to play rugby in several different states, I skied, snowboarded, white water rafted. hiked a lot of different mountains, deserts, and all around cool places as well. I have even surfed a few times ( and no I was not good at it). I love playing golf.

Unfortunately over the years things got harder and harder to do. My ankle rolled over nearly every step I took. I seldom wore shoes, because when I did I would roll right out of the side of the sneakers. I was never able to keep shoes more than a few months before they were just too worn on the outside of my left shoe.

When I was in Oakland, I began to fall in love with cooking. Why is this pertinent you ask? Everyday was a struggle in the kitchen. Beyond the normal craziness of kitchen life, the long hours spent on my feet took their toll. Not to mention when I started working in kitchens, I was also doing a little construction, and was also bouncing. By 2012, I had really begun to slow down. I had to leave cooking. After several years of being a head chef and the long hours on my feet, I needed a change. Fortunate enough, certain circumstances led to me leaving the industry. I began working at an airport where I was maintaining facilities, fueling, parking, moving aircraft, and was a certified airport firefighter. Though I spent more time driving equipment, it was still a very demanding job on your feet.

Long hours spent on my feet put a lot of strain on my leg. I kept going because that is what we do. We keep going. The pain grueling and endless, I tried my hardest not to let it get to me. I wanted to push through for my family, try to give the best to my beautiful wife and amazing son.

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