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Does anyone know what caused her to lose all of her limbs?

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Looks like she's so used to being legless that she doesn't care at all!

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Hope she's doing fine now

French DAK with fixators and pad covering womanly crevice

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If you were a legless woman

...like her,

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That's how I became a disabled one.

This is an old story I found and tried to translate.

It all started in my early youth. I broke my shins on both legs, spent almost three months in bed and three in a wheelchair, then almost as many months on crutches. And I liked it. Then two more times I managed to "organize" two or three months with crutches. I thought, "What if I didn't have a leg…"

Then I got married, had two children… I kind of forgot about it. But my legs started to get tired and sore. The doctors found something, among the prescriptions and options for the future flashed that "if…, you just might end up legless!". This suddenly made a big, even amazing impression on me.

A year later, I just wanted to "end up" like that! We discussed it all with my husband, it was like a mind game, a flight of fancy. A leg, both legs, an arm, hands, legs and one arm, all limbs at all...

Just a week later, in the evening, when the children were already put to bed, my husband suddenly said that it seems that there is an opportunity to do my surgery now and "almost at will". In the development of the thought I said "Let's not be trifling, let's just amputate all at once - arms and legs!"

It turned out that everything is quite serious. And real!

My husband had a contact in medical circles, who made up my oncology with the need for a corresponding operation. Of course it was scary. But to regret all my life that we did not take the chance - no way. I gave up and decided. A couple more weeks we thought about what kind of surgery to do. The first possible option me and my husband were thinking of, "all four limbs at all", was inconvenient, it's hard to be totally limbless in everyday life. I really wanted to have very small leg stumps, and at least one empty sleeve…

At work, the message that in a week I go the hospital with oncology for amputation of the leg made a shocking impression. The main motive was "how will you live as a cripple?" They didn't know what kind of surgery I was going to have!

To be honest, I still have a vague idea of how my "disease" was organized. I remember in the hospital being very afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing and being compromised. It was good that they kept me for only four days before the operation….

The first half an hour after I came to my senses after the operation is etched in my memory.

I was lying alone in the room, covered up to my neck with a blanket. My right hand was on the edge of the bed with a drip stuck in it. I tried moving my left arm. No effect. Tried to lift my head to look at myself. I could see that on the left side the blanket was lying somehow flat and the "bump" from my feet was not visible in the bed. I didn't have the strength for more.

The nurse came in and, seeing that I was awake, asked me how I was feeling. I asked to go to the toilet and was told affectionately that I had a diaper on. And I finally gave out the question that had been tormenting me: "My right arm - do I have only one arm now?" The nurse blinked and for some reason whispered, "Yes." I asked, "And the legs?" The nurse nodded frantically and scurried away. And I finally realized that THIS had happened. I lay in the bed with only a diaper on, legless and one-armed.

A day later, I saw my stumps. My legs were amputated high above the knees, my left arm - completely. That's how I became a disabled woman.

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For a very long time I learned how to sit up, crawl. Then how to handle a wheelchair. I could never learn to get into a wheelchair on my own, it's quite hard being left legless and only with one hand. I won't lie that I didn't regret what I did. I did, especially at first. I regretted it very acutely when, about a year after the surgery, my seven-years-old daughter came up to my wheelchair, stroked the empty sleeve of my housecoat, and asked, "Mom, did they cut off your arm for good?"

But eventually I adjusted to the situation, got used to a wheelchair, learned, and began to live normally. My husband helped me a lot. And that I lost an arm and legs by my own will - so who cares about that? I have a beautiful family. There are lots of things I can't do anymore, of course. So what of it? I have the most important things for a woman - a husband and children. I'm helpless in the house, but not completely. In bed, I'm not helpless. And the comparison of what was before the operation and the current state is in favor of the latter. I have long since concluded that amputated legs is a very positive moment for sex. If the stumps were shorter, it would be even better. Probably not without reason, I dreamed of having my legs operated on as high as possible.

I think that everything worked out very well.

At home, I'm almost always in a wheelchair. And for some reason, I never got used to my disability being visible.

That's how I turned out to be - a voluntary disabled woman.

And in the summer I even tried to feel as if it was "all four...". The kids were at grandma's, my husband was on vacation. And I had my only arm tightly bandaged to my body, so that it was immobile. And I lay a week like that. I immediately felt crippled and helpless. My husband nursed me like a baby. It's nice to be the center around which everything else revolves. But when he took the bandage off and I got my arm back! Back to being a regular disabled woman in a wheelchair, legless an one-armed, with a husband I love and two kids.

Trying to repeat my life trick is strongly discouraged. Too much depends on other people. First of all, on your man who is there for you in life.

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Just a beautiful young legless wheelchair user.

UPD. Competent people say she's not an amputee. Sorry for the mistake. Anyway, beautiful lady.

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Beautiful DAK lady

Not sure who is she, but she's beautiful both in her wheelchair and out of it.

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She's changed quite a lot over the years, except for one thing: being a wheelchair user.

Still in a wheelchair which she suits. No need for prosthetics when you can just wiz about in the chair ♿️

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Just a beautiful legless woman.

Been a fan ever since that great swimming video came out all those years ago. She’s definitely adapted well to being legless and in a wheelchair all these years and it seems like she has come to terms with being an amputee.

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Looks like she prefers to crawl at home rather than use a wheelchair.

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Probably she used to be a tough special agent, but she lost her legs on her last mission. Now she's just a beautiful young wheelchair user.

5.000 Einträge!

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Yeah, and no wheelchair, just crawling, at least at home.

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How nice and exciting it must be to be in a position where everyone is looking down on you and you can't change that anymore.