The author tells what it's been like to be one-legged for over ten years. After having had chemotherapy, radiation, and amputation, he chose not to have a prosthesis, but to use a wheelchair at home, and crutches there and wherever else he goes. His adaptations to the condition were remarkably easy. They involved many ways to simplify living for the one-legged, some of which would have been useful when he still had two legs. He debunks the common wisdom that "You have to grieve for a leg", and tells about living with Sharlie, his phantom leg. In addition to the disadvantages of having only one leg, he points out a few real advantages of the condition, like no longer having to sort socks into pairs. He has in general enjoyed the "interesting experience" of the title.
