lexyngton007

I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock, I reached over to turn it off, but my arms did not react, again without arms, I thought, does the old woman have no creativity? I stretched out my right leg, and the left one did not react, pushing the sheet with my leg, I realized that it was the only limb I had left, I was a triple amputee, but this time, I had small stumps where my arms ended just below the shoulders and my left leg ended just above the knee. I looked to the side and saw a wheelchair, it was electric, and from what I understood, I controlled it with my foot, as there was a joystick on the footrest. That old woman won't stop, neither will I! I got up and jumped to the bathroom, on one leg, there, it was the same configuration as when I didn't have arms, I sat on the stool and, with some difficulty, took off my shirt, pressing my chest to the sink, pulling it with the foot that all that was left for me was my head, I looked at myself in the mirror, I moved my “arms”, they