Now back to the leg story

Before my dad called to ask for a paternity test, he had already done so through letters and previous phone calls. My mom did not want to tell me. She kept it hidden until the day I overheard the conversation. I found some letters with information about the test. He sent some pamphlets along with his demands for testing.

My mom was hiding the truth from me, from Vince, and from the world. She buried us all in pain by not allowing the truth to come forward.

Several weeks went by and my Doctor x-rayed my leg. The doctor informed my mother that my leg had showed advanced signs of healing. The cast had to come off soon. My mother took me to the hospital, where a man with a saw wanted to cut it off. zzzzzzz he pressed the blade against the cast’s edge, creating a dust cloud. All of a sudden I screamed because it felt like he had cut me. He told me to stop moving.

"Remain still!" he said firmly.

“Stop it you're cutting me!" I frantically yelled out.

"Impossible, this saw was made to cut only hard surfaces and wont cut skin." trying to convince me to let him finish.

"No! Leave me alone!" I would not allow him to touch me. He called my doctor and told him I was not cooperating with him. My doctor came and asked me what the problem was.

"I swear to God I can feel him cutting me!" said with fear in my voice.

"Nurse Get me some scissors." snapping his fingers.

He cut off the cast and my leg was green, covered with thick scales, long hair, and smelled.

"Uh oh, what is this?" pointing to my ankle.

There was a long opening in my leg. The bones were visible. I almost fainted. I cried immediately asking will it be ok.

"This is not a good sign" shaking his head no.
"I need to take some test and cultures from you. When the test results come back, I will make a prognosis."
Snip of skin and a blood test taken. They did not clean my leg for me. When I got home I had to scrub my leg with a brush to remove the dead skin. I had to shave it too. The hair was long and dark, while my other leg looked normal. I could not walk and needed the crutches for help. Without a cast on my leg I had to work harder at walking and keeping my leg from being bumped.

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