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Set Free Part 2
A Mexican Odyssey ....... The trip was ardous ....sitting in a car for hours as my dad drove south across the border into Mexico. We traveled almost non-stop and my braces and the stoop they forced upon me made the journey very uncomfortable. But I knew that this journey would be only one of many to come as my dad transformed my body to his desires. When we finally stopped it was in a small village. It was late at night. There was little light in the streets. The only building of any size was a clinic of some sort. It was set away from the village and up a winding and tree-lined driveway. The trees casting strange and haunting shadows as we came to a halt at the main entrance to the clinic building. I sat in the car as a gray-haired man in a white tunic warmly greeted my dad. They seemed to know each other and chatted animatedly and an occasional glance was directed towards me. The two men disappeared into the clinic. A male nurse appeared assisted me out of the car. It was nice to stretch, well that was stretch as much as my confining leg and back braces would allow. I found myself being put into a wheelchair something that would become more and more familiar over time and wheeled into the clinic. The foyer seemed sparse and starkly white. My dad and the gray haired man were waiting inside. Son, this is Dr. Fuentes. He will look after you during your stay here. My dad smiled at me. Dr. Fuentes looked down at me, trapped in the infernal metal cages that were slowly twisting my body in the shape my dad wanted. He smiled Greetings, son. Your father has told me of your problem and we will operate tomorrow to see if we can relieve some of the problem. I knew that whatever my dad had decided it would be one more step towards his desires and my need. I was wheeled to a room with a single bed. The stark whiteness of the foyer repeated in the rooms simple layout. A bed and a bedside table was the only furniture. The male nurse lifted me on to the bed and placed pillows to assist support my braced back. My dad and the doctor followed and before I could really ask any questions the Doctor gave me an injection saying, This will help you sleep. I awoke, groggy to see the room bathed in the glorius Mexican sunlight. Bright and warm, it lit the room with its early morning rays. I had barely awakened and the doctor and my dad entered. Son we are ready. My dad said as I watched the doctor give me another injection in the arm. I felt slightly light headed but that was all as the same male nurse from the evening before arrived with a gurney and he and the Doctor transferred me to it. The nurse wheeled me out the door and down a corridor. It was blazingly white. We entered an operating theater. Again the doctor assisted the nurse to move me from the gurney onto the operating table. I remember thinking it was odd that the doctor was assisting to move patients but I do not really remember much else until I awoke back in my room. Dad was peering down at me, smiling. I was slightly woozy as I tried to speak. Son move your left arm for me dad said. I tried to obey but arm would not move I could not get it to move. I could feel it but it would simply not move it lay beside me paralyzed. Dad smiled. The operation was a success the doctor had paralyzed my arm To be continued ............. As always I welcome suggestions and comments ..Tiegel And a special thanks to Dad .. He is the inspiration for this story
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