The smell of a bacon wakes me; I look at my phone. It’s 8 in the morning, who’s cooking this early? I try to get myself into the wheel chair but I fail. The doctor says I can still walk, but why on earth I can’t fell any nerves in my feet? I crawl and lean on the side of my bed, looking at my two lame feet I try to move my toes, none succeed. Are they kidding me? I run my fingers on my knee, I try to feel my hands…. Why I can’t feel it? I pinch, one, two three… What is this? I hit on my feet hard, I know I hit it hard cause I can feel my fist ache, but it feels like a pinch, I tried it one more time…one hit, two hit, three....“Stop it Mr. Carter!” Kierra catch that last hit with her arms, I am sweating, she pulls me back at the edge of the bed, her two arms underneath my armpit. She’s indeed strong. I watched her as she pulls the wheelchair without a word she is about to lift me again“Let me do this
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