NB, Ch. 201 – Judy’s Adventure - The Plan
 
By: Judy Mekas
 
 
These last few weeks have been quite difficult for me. I want to be able to enjoy my BioTronic implant full-time instead of just when I'm alone or going out with Leigh. The other day, I almost got caught by Jimmy with my device turned on. Well, thinking about the situation, I was caught, but luckily I talked my way out of it.
 

Leigh and I had gone into town one morning for her to do some business regarding 'The Clinic' and I tagged along since she offered to buy lunch. I thought it would be fun to put my device in 'Flora' mode, where I'm a T-9 complete paraplegic, so I cathed myself and activated my device. Since my hip muscles don't work in 'Flora' mode and I had a catheter, I didn't wear my KAFOs or shoes. I also strapped my body and legs to my wheelchair; I didn't want to fall out or have my legs spread apart. I was wearing a short dress to show off the collection bag strapped to my leg, but I didn’t want other things to be seen. 
 
 
Leigh and I had a great day in town; she was also cathed, and she was wearing her HKAFO-Milwaukee brace. While Leigh was in a meeting with the lawyer, I rolled around downtown, enjoying the pleasant morning and my body being paralyzed. I love the looks of pity a pretty girl like me gets when I'm in my wheelchair, Milwaukee brace, and all my orthodontic appliances and headgear with my urine bag visible. What they don't realize is that I'm living a dream.
 

After her meeting, Leigh and I stopped for lunch. I only had coffee and a danish for breakfast, and I was really hungry. Of course, I ate too much, as I often do, and my Milwaukee brace was pushing firmly against my bulging tummy. After lunch, we did our grocery shopping, which is always fun in our wheelchairs, then came home. After putting my groceries away, I poured myself a glass of lemonade and rolled out onto the front porch to relax and watch the birds and squirrels. I was tired from wheeling around town so much this morning, and with my belly full, I drifted off to sleep.
 

Suddenly, I was awakened by the sound of Jimmy's truck door closing. He walked up to the porch and saw me sitting there in my wheelchair, barefoot and without my KAFOs, my urine bag full, and with my body and legs tightly strapped to my wheelchair. Now, I must tell you that this is all highly unusual for me. In fact, I rarely go without my KAFOs, and I don't think Jimmy has ever seen me strapped to my wheelchair like this before. I became extremely nervous and feared that Jimmy would find out about my implant before I would get the chance to reveal it in a special way. My adrenaline was flowing, and my device must have sensed and reacted to it; that is one of the functions. My feet and legs started to spasm just like Flora's when Sarah would playfully tease her before they headed to their bedroom.
 

"What's wrong with your legs, Judy?" Jimmy asked me with concern.
 

"Oh, it's nothing, Jimmy. I was out and about this morning, and I'm really tired and maybe a bit dehydrated; it's nothing." I didn't lie, but I didn't tell the full truth either.
 

Jimmy noticed my empty glass, smiled his metallic smile, and said, "It's kind of warm out; let's get you inside where it is cooler, and I'll get you a bottle of Gatorade. That will fix you right up." 
 

Since the wheelchair I was using doesn't have handles, he reached down to pick me up and carry me inside. That is when he noticed the straps and asked, "What's up with these straps, Judy? I've never seen you using them before."
 

I explain to Jimmy, "Oh, they are something Leigh got for me. She uses them now that she is paralyzed, and I wanted to see what it was like to be strapped tightly to my chair."
 

As Jimmy leaned over to undo the straps, he said with a laugh, "They're kind of sexy in a way, like wheelchair bondage." When he undid the strap around my torso, I fell into his arms, unable to support myself with my lower back and hips paralyzed. I put my arm around Jimmy's neck, and he carried me inside, saying, "You must be really tired; your legs are so limp and flaccid. It's almost like you're paralyzed."
 

Thankfully, Jimmy laid me on the couch, where I could reach my phone on the coffee table. He went to get me something to drink, and I grabbed my phone and quickly accessed the control app for my implant. Jimmy handed me my drink, then he picked up my feet, sat down, and placed my feet in his lap. He began to tickle and massage my feet just as I deactivated my implant, and upon feeling his teasing touch on my soles, I began to laugh and squirm as much as my weak body allowed.
 

Crisis adverted-barely!
 

******
 

I really want to tell Collie all about my implant and how I plan to spend the rest of my life just like her with the same level of disability, or differentability, as she has been recently calling her situation. Collie has been super supportive of Leigh becoming paralyzed, and I know she will be so happy for me when she learns of my plan. It will bring us even closer together; she has long known about my desire to be in her shoes, KAFOs, and Milwaukee brace. I love being paralyzed just like her, but I want it to be 24/7, not just when I get a chance in private or when I'm out with Leigh.
 

As to my friends, when they find out about my BioTronic implant and my big adventure, they will simply be jealous. However, Leigh and I have several external BioTronic devices to give to friends, which will be fun. I do worry a little about what Lori will think; however, I think she will be fine with what I think I'll do. Without ever directly admitting it, I know that she and Scotty share the same feelings as the rest of us.
 

The one thing I have to keep in mind is my job. I recently received a promotion that, for a few months, will require me to come into the office two days a week. This is a big change for me because I have been working remotely for a very long time now, only coming into the office once a month or so. I have to keep this in mind as I make my plans, since I will need to be mobile enough to leave the house and go to work. I didn't want to be bedridden or housebound anyway, so this is no big deal. I want to go out and be seen and interact with people; that will be the second most thrilling thing about my adventure. The first will be spending time alone with Jimmy.
 
 
I want to really surprise Jimmy and do something that will be my biggest recreational orthopedic adventure ever, which will be a thrill for both of us. He caught me with my implant turned on, but luckily that crisis was resolved without Jimmy really noticing too much; he passed off the spasms and my extremely limp legs as tiredness and dehydration.
 
 
So, recently, I've been thinking about the things that seem to get Jimmy's attention. I know about his love of orthodontics and my back and leg braces; he admitted to being a devotee long ago. Something that stands out in my mind and seems to really fascinate Jimmy are the pictures and videos of me in my Minerva cast from when I first moved here. I have even caught him more than once pleasuring himself to these images and videos, so I know he loves big casts, something he has never seen me wear in person.
 
 
Jimmy also seems extremely fascinated with halo braces and was keenly interested in the halo braces that Lori and Kathy recently wore. He often speaks about Lori's situation and her months in her halo CTLSO, then months of halo traction in her special brace, and finally her bodycast with her halo attached, which were all medically necessary. She had no choice but to endure the treatment, which I think she grew to love except for that terribly uncomfortable and contorting bodycast she had to wear.
 

Whenever Jimmy was around Lori or Kathy, he would volunteer to inspect and clean their pin sites, taking a long time to do the job, and often he would hold on to their halo rings as he worked. Jimmy also talked a lot to the girls that have worn halos in the past, and he is quite taken by Emme's tragic story of her accident and breaking her neck, both arms, both legs, and also losing her best friend, Jasmine. Neither Jimmy nor myself ever got to see Emme, Bekah, or Leigh in their halos; that was before we knew them, but we have seen a lot of videos and pictures. 
 
 
So, what will my big adventure be? Well, I have decided to wear a halo cast for eight weeks, and I have a good backstory for the office, too. Then, I'll get my body cast removed, and I'll wear a standard halo vest for another eight to twelve weeks, taking time to exercise like Leigh and Rebekah did, so I don't have the issues that Kathy had from her long immobilization.
 
 
To keep things secret so I could surprise not only Jimmy but all my friends and colleagues, I needed to enlist some help. I didn't want to travel to see Ben to get my halo applied, and, of course, I can't have Billy do it, so Leigh got me in touch with Dr. Pam Moore. She was a bit reluctant to help without talking to Dr. Myra Johnson first, but then she became very interested in the BioTronic device and its use by people like me with BIID and happily agreed to help me.
 
 
I have become good friends with Pam and Addy at this point, and they are both very supportive of what I desire to do. Addy is even curious about trying one of the external BioTronic devices to better understand what Pam's life is like, which is the main reason Myra and Mike designed the paralyzing devices. Pam even said she is going to be a partner and consultant for 'The Clinic' after she closes her practice, which is very soon. It's getting too difficult for her to continue to work full-time with her disability.
 
 
All the details have been worked out, and with Joel and Jimmy away for a week to inspect buses for several prospective clients, it's the perfect time for me to begin my adventure. I'll be able to stay with Leigh and get used to my halo cast for a few days before Jimmy returns home for the surprise of his life.

 
******
 

It's been so long since Leigh has driven a car that she has had to practice by driving around the property before driving to town. Leigh usually has someone drive her places, and it's usually Joel or me. For the next few months, Leigh will have to be my chauffeur, but Jimmy will be able to take me to and from work. 
 

This morning, I dressed very casually in just sweats and a pair of sport sandals and got in my manual wheelchair; I didn't even wear my Milwaukee brace. I didn't wear my leg braces or my headgear either since they would only get in the way. I had Leigh cath me before we left since the special programming of my device will completely paralyze me, except for leaving me bowel control, for the first six weeks or so in my halo. We got into my car, and I drove into town for the last time for several months, arriving at Pam's office just before closing; my procedure will be done after hours.
 
 
Once everyone but Pam, Addy, and two techs, Will and Bob, had left for the day, we all made our way to the room where my halo would be placed. Will and Bob had been told that my halo cast is non-medical, so it will be a bit easier to apply since I'm not really injured. In fact, they both have a full understanding of and participate in recreational orthopedics themselves, and they will be going to work at 'The Clinic' after Pam closes her practice. The first order of business will be to get my halo ring placed, then apply my body cast. 
 
 
This is going to be so exciting and a bit painful, too.

Ch. 203 – Judy's Adventure - The First Few Days 1
 
By: Judy Mekas
 
 
Well, with my BioTronic implant's special mode activated, there is no turning back; it is all automatic for the next two months. I'm completely paralyzed and without feeling from about my belly button down. Sensation and limited movement will only return with time over the next eight weeks. Then, I'll once again be able to control my implant, and my intention is to live with the same level of paralysis as Collie has; my legs won't work at all, but I'll still have feeling in them, just like her.
 
 
As we pulled into our driveway, the reality of my situation began to set in. The pain from my halo pins is becoming quite intense, but my immobilized spine feels wonderful. These feelings of simultaneous pain and pleasure are quite arousing, and, for a moment, I forgot that my legs are completely useless and without feeling. At least I know that the discomfort from my halo is normal, from what Leigh and Pam have said.
 
 
Leigh parked as close to the front door as possible, and further reality set in: I have to transfer from the car to my wheelchair, then roll into the house and transfer to the recliner in the den where I'll be sleeping tonight. Damn, I activated my device too soon; I should have waited until I was home and situated. It was difficult enough getting into the car with Addy's help without being paralyzed, and now I have to do all this paralyzed and without any assistance. Even if Leigh turned off her device, her hips and legs are too weak for her to be able to help me.
 
 
Once parked, Leigh told me to wait for her to get into her wheelchair and to get mine from the back seat. I love watching Leigh get in and out of the car with her limp, usless legs, but in my halo cast, I was forced to look straight ahead. Leigh wheeled over to my side of the car, opened the door, and got my wheelchair in place with the brakes set. I gingerly slid my butt from the car seat to my wheelchair, mindful not to hit my halo ring on anything. Once I was sitting in my wheelchair, my legs were still in the car, twisted at a funny angle. I'm sure it hurt, but I couldn't feel anything at all. I picked up my limp legs and placed my feet on the footrest. It's a good thing that I am so tiny, and my halo is the prototype with nothing sticking out to snag on things. 
 
 
After I got situated in my wheelchair, I unlocked the brakes and turned to face Leigh. She could tell that I was exhausted and in pain, but her beautiful metallic smile made me feel warm all over, even the parts of me that I couldn't feel—she knows I'm living a dream. Leigh rolled towards the front door, and I followed. Propelling my wheelchair was difficult since my movements are so limited by my halo cast.
 
 
Once inside, I rolled into the den and carefully transferred to one of the recliners. Leigh, without asking, wheeled over, took my sandals off my feet, and massaged my feet and legs. It was surreal to watch her caress my legs and feet and not be able to feel her gentle hands. Up to this point, neither of us had spoken much, but Leigh finally said, "Is there anything I can get or do for you, honey? I want you to truly enjoy this experience, and I know some parts of it will be really difficult. I can tell from your eyes that you are in extreme discomfort; would you like a cocktail?"
 
 
I told Leigh that a drink would be wonderful, along with my headgear. She soon returned with two Soixante Quinzes and my pink cervical headgear. I took a big sip of my drink through a straw, then Leigh placed my facebow in my mouth and attached the strap while saying, "You'll be staying in that recliner all night after a few of those. It's Ian McCollum's recipe from his French rifle book using Navy strength gin. Those halo pins will soon be the furthest thing from your mind."
 
 
We enjoyed our cocktail without saying much. I just sat with my eyes closed, getting used to how my body was feeling. I would sometimes glance at my feet, lying limp and splayed out to the side where Leigh had left them. Then I would look at Leigh, sitting across from me in her wheelchair, sipping her cocktail. She would always be looking my way with her sparkling metallic smile. I think she is enjoying my situation as much as I am. 
 
 
After a second drink, my pins felt better, and my spine was completely relaxed. I was now fully relaxed and began to truly enjoy my halo cast and paralysis. Leigh made us another cocktail, which I'll nurse along, or else I'd probably pass out; they hit hard just like their namesake field gun. She then went to get a few items to make me more comfortable for the evening. When she returned, she had a blanket, a pair of socks, a large nighttime urine collection bag, and a rolled-up towel. Leigh placed the rolled-up towel between the back of my neck and the rear uprights of my halo. It took some of the strain off my neck and felt great; she said it was one of the tricks she learned while in her halo. She then carefully pulled my sweat pants off of me and put socks on my feet to keep them warm; I wouldn't know if they got cold. Then she took my urine bag off my leg, clamped it off, and then swapped me over to the large bag. Finally, she used my phone to take several pictures of me before covering my lower body with a blanket and disappearing with my full urine bag.
 
 
I had not seen myself since getting my cast and halo, and I sat there just looking at the pictures of myself. I couldn't believe it was me with the black ring pinned to my skull and the rods running down to my purple and pink cast. The sight of myself like this, along with having no sensation below my belly button, was intoxicating—I can't believe this is for real. It's also very arousing; I wish I had brought along my toy bag. From my previous experience playing around while paralyzed, my body senses that there is something inside me, though I don't feel it. However, my body still responds in a pleasurable way.
 
 
When Leigh returned, she had a paper bag for garbage, a box of tissues, a container of wet wipes, and a small cooler with several bottles of water. She then said, "You're all set for the night, Judy, and have everything you might need. Please don't try to get up and transfer to your wheelchair until morning; I asked Paul and Rebekah to get here early to help you. Oh, and I know you want to surprise Billy and Collie with your halo cast when they come for breakfast, too." Leigh sure has it all planned out for me.
 
 
I finished my drink, and I'm feeling quite relaxed at this point. Leigh ordered pizza to be delivered, and while we were waiting, she changed into just her robe. Our pizza was great, and we enjoyed it with a bottle of wine. Eating was a bit awkward, but not more so than when I was in my Minerva cast. We watched a romantic movie about, of all things, a paralyzed woman, but I fell asleep before it ended. It was on the Hallmark Channel, so I know it had a happy ending.
 

******
 

When I awoke, it was very early, but Leigh was dressed and sitting in her wheelchair across from me, playing around on her phone. 

 
"Good morning, sleepyhead. How are you feeling this morning?" Leigh says to me with her metallic smile sparkling.
 

"OK, I guess. My back and neck ache a bit, and so does my head, but I think it is more from the drinks last night than my pins." I had the familiar feeling of a hangover, but with the added pressure from my halo pins.
 

"I'll get you a cup of coffee and a couple of aspirin." Leigh lispfully said as she rolled to the kitchen, her legs just as paralyzed as mine.
 

After a couple cups of coffee, I felt much better and was ready for the day. When Leigh asked Paul and Rebekah to come early this morning, she didn't tell them why. When they arrived, they were shocked to see me in my halo cast. Bekah's jaw would have dropped if it wasn't securely held shut by her locked telescope appliance.
 
 
"Well, you must not really be injured, or Leigh would have called." Rebekas says, leaning on her crutches, smiling with her jaws locked tight around the thin splint between her teeth.
 
 
"This is quite the surprise, Judy. How does it feel to be wearing that, and do Jimmy, Collene, and Billy know?" Paul questions.
 
 
I explain that only Leigh, Pam, and Addy knew of my plan in advance and that I wanted to shock and surprise my friends, sister, and husband. It was at this point that Rebekah noticed that my feet had not moved and were splayed out to the side.
 

"Your legs, Judy... You didn't get one of those implants like Leigh, did you?" Rebekah asks, still smiling.
 
 
"I did, Bekah, and it's wonderful. I can't feel or move anything below my belly button. My device has been programmed to slowly let me regain feeling in my legs and movement in my lower body and hips, but my legs will remain paralyzed like Collie's. I am going to live the rest of my life paralyzed like her; no more being a pretender." I explain with excitement in my voice.
 
 
Both my friends congratulated me and wished me well with my halo adventure and the use of my BioTronic implant. We talked over coffee, then Leigh suggested that Paul help me into my wheelchair and take me to my room so I could get ready for the day.
 

Once in the bedroom, Paul carefully laid me on the bed, then went to my place to get my power chair. Leigh massaged my legs and feet, saying it was important for blood flow, while Bekah got ready to give me a sponge bath. The girls got me bathed and hooked up my small catheter bag. Just as they were getting me into a loose skirt and nothing else, not even shoes, Paul arrived with my power chair. He got me all strapped in, including strapping my legs together. I wheeled to the bathroom, where Bekah helped me brush my teeth and all my appliances. My halo pins were still hurting quite a bit, but Bekah said they looked good as she cleaned them, so I guess I'm ready for my first full day paralyzed in my halo cast.
 
 
We made our way to the kitchen, where Paul began to prepare us breakfast. Then Billy and Collie arrived, and neither one was as shocked as I thought they would be.
 
 
"Oh, how did you get one of those prototype halos, Judy?" Billy asks as he examines my halo ring with the low-profile pins. "Your cast is very well crafted, too." 
 
 
"Dr. Moore got me my halo, and Bob and Will put me in my cast." I smile as Billy closely examines my halo.
 
 
Collie is still just standing there on her crutches, looking at me. She is not showing any emotion at all, and she hasn't said a word. Then she crutches over, sits down next to me, and unstraps my legs. Collie ran her hands along my flaccid leg and tickled my foot, which, of course, I couldn't feel. The blank look on her face slowly turned into a wide smile. With her bands and facebow catching the morning light, she gently strapped my leg back to my wheelchair and said, "When Leigh revealed her implant to us, I just knew you had gotten one, too; there's no way you could resist such a thing. Your halo cast is something else, but I know you enjoy immobilization, and I know Jimmy will love your cast, halo, and paralysis. Speaking of Jimmy, does he know anything about this? You must have shown him how your implant works."
 
 
"No, Collie, Jimmy doesn't know anything about this; I have kept my BioTronic implant and my plans to be in a halo cast secret. He knows nothing and will come home to me in my halo, paralyzed from my tummy down. He will be so shocked, but I also know he will really enjoy taking care of me like this. He has a 'thing' for body casts and halo braces, so I did both at the same time. Oh, my paralysis, let me tell you about how my implant has been programmed."
 
 
I explained to Collie and Billy how, over the next eight weeks, feeling and movement would slowly return to my body. When I told Collie that I planned to permanently use the device so I could be disabled in the exact manner she is, another smile came to her face, and she said, "This is what you have always wanted, Judy. I'm so happy for you that you can experience this without actually getting sick or having an accident. You can always go back to normal if you desire, or even increase your disability and be like Leigh. This is absolutely wonderful, sis. I love you so much!"
 
 
With me sitting in my wheelchair in my halo cast and Collie in all her braces, we really couldn't hug, but we held hands until Paul served breakfast. I was highly relieved that Collie was so accepting of my decision, and I pretty much knew that she would figure out that I got an implant when Leigh revealed her device.
 
 
We enjoyed our breakfast, and Billy and Collie wished me well and said they would be by this evening with dinner and to help me get settled for the night. But now they had to be off to open up the shop, and we all said goodbye. After Collie and Billy left, I asked Leight to get one of the external devices for Rebekah to try out. We explained to Paul how to attach it to her Milwaukee brace, and Leigh installed the control app on her phone and explained its use. Neither Paul nor Rebekah said much as we explained things; they were just very anxious to go home and try it, and Bekah said that she would be back to visit again later.

Ch. 205 – Judy's Adventure - The First Few Days 3
 
By: Judy Mekas
 
 
When I awoke this morning, I felt great and very refreshed. I was now only feeling pressure, not pain from my halo pins. My spine and neck were very relaxed, letting my cast and halo support them. I was no longer subconsciously fighting my high degree of immobilization. I raised my recliner and pulled the blanket off my legs, and I just looked at them. I tried to wiggle my toes and move my legs, but nothing, just as I had dreamed of.
 
 
Leigh must have heard me stirring, and I heard her say good morning from the kitchen. She then rolled in with two large cups of coffee, both with lids and silicone straws, to make drinking easier for us. Leigh was in her manual wheelchair—her preferred mode of mobility—with our cups of coffee in a small box on her lap. She was just wearing her very low-profile spinal brace, a floral-patterned dress over it, and cute booties on her feet. I really like her and Donna's new braces; they are so sleek yet very supportive. Of course she was wearing her double-facebow interlandi headgear and cute purple-framed glasses. I hope I look as pretty as Leigh when I'm her age.
 
 
Soon Paul and Bekah joined us. Bekah was wearing her KAFOs and Milwaukee brace and getting along quite well. I couldn't tell that her legs were paralyzed until she was very careful sitting down. She didn't fall into the chair as she had done yesterday and said she has been using the device set to 'Collene' since yesterday.
 
 
I think they are a bit worried about Leigh and I being alone in our current state. It's really no problem for Leigh; she is quite used to her paralysis now. I know she's anxious to tell you about a day in her life since turning on her BioTronic implant; life for her is different now. However, because of my halo cast and paralysis, I need a lot of help, but I'm striving to be as independent as possible. Hopefully, I'll feel up to going to dinner with Pam and Addy this evening; I have yet to be out in public paralyzed and in my halo cast.
 
 
Rebekah went to the kitchen and began to fix breakfast while Paul helped me get ready for the day. I asked him to get my manual wheelchair since it is smaller and more maneuverable. He soon returned with it, and I positioned my wheelchair, set the brakes, and transferred into it, careful not to let the weight of my cast and halo pull me forward. Once in my chair, I put the strap around my body so I couldn't fall forward as I positioned my legs and feet on the leg rests. Paul connected up my small catheter bag and strapped it to my left leg, then he took my large night bag to empty it. In my cast, I could only make short strokes with my arms to propel my chair, and I slowly made my way to the bathroom.
 

Once in the bathroom, I unstrapped myself from my wheelchair, transferred to the toilet, and did my business, thankful once again for the bidet attachment. Once finished, I transferred back to my wheelchair and strapped myself in. The next chore was to brush my teeth and orthodontic appliances, which is difficult when you can't lean over the sink. Leigh had gotten me one of those oral suction devices like she and Rebekah used while wearing their full body braces. Between that and the Water Pic, it made oral hygiene easy. 
 
 
I then decided to give myself a sponge bath and to massage my legs and feet. Leigh said it is important to do this to stimulate blood flow. It was a bit awkward to pull my legs and feet up so I could wash them, but I did it. I then began to wash between my legs. When I was in my Minerva cast, washing there was extremely arousing, and I usually ended up masturbating. Now, I could feel nothing as I cleaned what used to be the most sensitive area of my body; it was surreal. Finally, I got a fresh washcloth and washed my face and neck, then ran the damp cloth on my hair. I felt great; not only was I clean, I had done everything on my own. I asked Paul to come in and clean my halo pins, which he happily did, and then I rolled into my room to get dressed. 
 
 
Paul stood by as I took off the shorts I had slept in and put on a slightly oversized dress. The only thing I needed him to do for me was strap my legs and bare feet to the legrests of my wheelchair; I simply can't do it on my own in my halo cast. Paul asked if I needed anything else, and I said no, but it would be nice if he would install a bidet attachment to my toilet at home. As he pushed me to the kitchen for breakfast, he said he would get right on it and not worry about anything; he wants my time in my halo cast to be as easy and enjoyable as possible.
 
 
After breakfast, Paul and Rebekah were on their way. Bekah was excited to go to Charlie's plumbing supply warehouse paralyzed. Sometimes, Charlie comes in on Saturdays to finish up with paperwork, and Annie comes along to help. Bekah was hoping they would be there so she could show off her BioTronic device.
 
 
Since I was feeling so good today, we decided to take Pam and Addy up on their offer for dinner. However, I was worried about transportation. Leigh is well versed when it comes to transferring to and from a car and stowing her wheelchair with her lower body paralyzed. However, when we returned home from getting my halo cast, I had a really hard time getting out of the car and into my wheelchair. Leigh suggested we take the little bus; things would be easy with the wheelchair lift, and she could easily transfer to the swiveling driver's seat. With that little problem solved, Leigh called Pam. We'll meet at Harry's Grill at five for dinner, then go to Pam's for the evening. She even suggested we spend the night if we didn't have other plans.
 
 
The rest of the morning, we talked a lot about sex with our devices activated. Leigh and Joel have made love many times since she got her implant, but I have only played with my toys. She said that even without feeling in that part of her body, she can still sense Joel's presence inside her and achieve an orgasm, especially if he touches her nipples or if her jaw is immobilized. Leigh also explained that she is extremely dry now; a good lubricant is in order. She said that it really excites Joel when her legs spasm during orgasm, something the device is programmed to do. I hope that I will be able to enjoy sex before feeling fully returns to that part of my body, and that Jimmy enjoys it, too. However, I'm worried that it will not be pleasurable for him, and I want my situation to be exciting for both of us.
 
 
Evidently, my visitors yesterday spread the word about my paralysis and halo cast. I got many texts and calls while Leigh and I were talking, including a call from Jimmy. I was worried that someone had told him what I had done, but that was not the case. He was just checking up on me, as he has been doing. The only thing Jimmy questioned me about is that I haven't done a video chat with him for a few days. I made up a lame excuse, which he accepted, and he said he and Joel would be home tomorrow afternoon. 
 
 
Just after Jimmy's call, Kathy texted. With the nice weather, she and Lydia were going away for a few days, and they wanted to stop by for a short visit on their way to the ocean. When they arrived, Kathy was in her Milwaukee brace and KAFOs, walking without crutches. She was absolutely fascinated with my halo cast and told some stories about when she was in her halo. Lydia was very curious about how I was getting along with daily life with my lower body useless and the rest of me immobilized. I explained that it's really difficult at times; my halo pins are a bit uncomfortable, but overall, I'm doing great and I'm really happy.
 
 
Kathy inquired about how I was going to present myself to Jimmy when he got home and what I thought his reaction would be. I hadn't thought of these things, and I quickly became worried: what if Jimmy disapproves of not only my halo cast but also my BioTronic implant and paralysis? What if he doesn't want me to be like Collie forever? I became extremely worried and got very quiet. 
 
 
Leigh saw the concern on my face and told me everything would work out great; Jimmy would love my halo cast and be happy that I was finally able to live my dream. My worry faded as I realized that Jimmy would be very supportive and excited. After all, he accepted the fact that I had let my legs go, forcing reliance on my leg and back braces for mobility. Jimmy and I will have a great time with me in my halo for many months, and then with me living my new, paralyzed life.
 
 
It was then that Leigh and I got a notification on our phone that the mail had been delivered. Leigh excused herself to go get it, and as she made her way to the door, she got one of the external BioTronic devices and instructions that we received yesterday. With Kathy and Lydia sitting with their backs to her, Leigh winked at me and rolled out the door. Our friends will find a little surprise when they arrive at their destination this afternoon.
 
 
After Kathy and Lydia left, Leigh told me that they would be having a lot of fun. When she was putting the BioTronic device in the trunk of the ladies car, she saw Kathy's manual wheelchair, their Kuehnegger braces, and Lydia's KAFOs. For sure, they'll have a great vacation.
 
 
We then quickly packed an overnight bag, and knowing that Addy is self-conscious about her headgear, I put on my pink facebow with pink cervical strap to match the highlights on my cast, and Leigh put on her double-facebow Interlandi setup. I hadn't worn my headgear since brushing my teeth last night, and it felt good to be wearing it. Leigh hung our bag on the back of her wheelchair, and as we were rolling to the door to leave, I placed a BioTronic device in the bag—a gift for Addy. We carefully got loaded up in the bus and made our way to Harry's Grill.
 
 
When we arrived, we saw Pam's DBX in the handicap parking spot. After parking, we rolled inside to find Pam and Addy waiting for us, dressed casually but nicely. Pam was in her HKAFOs with the footplates disappearing into a pair of low-heeled oxfords, and Addy was wearing her blue combination headgear that matched her braces and her beautiful eyes. After a friendly greeting, Addy helped Pam to her feet, and we followed the hostess to our table. 
 
 
Once seated, Pam asked how I was doing with not only my halo cast but also my BioTronic implant. I said that I was doing quite well adapting to both and that I can't wait for Jimmy to come home tomorrow. Over dinner, Leigh and Pam chatted about 'The Clinic', and Addy was full of questions for me. We talked a lot about my implant, my motivations for getting it, and my desire to be in my halo cast, which all of you already know. After our meal, Addy helped Pam to her feet and let her knees and hips lock, then Pam carefully crutched to the parking lot, with the rest of us following her slow, methodical steps. 
 
 
Addy then assisted Leigh and me in getting on board the bus. She helped Leigh transfer to the driver's seat and position her limp, useless legs. Once we were situated, Addy said, "When we get to our place, I'll help you both get into the house. Just wait in the bus for me." We thanked Addy for her kindness, and then she assisted Pam, who was leaning against their DBX, into the car. We were all on our way to what I think will be an interesting night of conversation.
 
 
When we arrived, Leigh parked out of the way since she was hoping Addy would give her a quick ride in her Wartburg. Pam pulled her DBX into the garage, and Addy quickly got out and gave Pam a hand in getting out of the car and up on her crutches. Pam slowly crutched inside the house, and Addy then assisted Leigh and me. Addy grabbed our bag, and we were all soon in the house, with Pam suggesting that we get comfortable for the evening. Pam finds her HKAFOs to be extremely ungainly and emotionally uncomfortable, and she wanted to take them off. However, she does like being on her feet; it makes her feel less disabled than when in her wheelchair. I never know what to say when people talk about the difficulties of being handicapped, but I do find it very interesting and educational. I guess that's one reason I want to live my life as Collie has to. 
 
 
Pam then crutched towards her and Addy's bedroom, and we followed with Addy leaving our bag in the spacious guest suite. The room was beautifully decorated and had a large en-suite bathroom that is fully handicap accessible. Leigh and I felt at home right away. We changed into loose athletic shorts, and Leigh put on one of Joel's old T-shirts. I then emptied my catheter bag, and we turned down the bed that we would share this evening.
 
 
We rolled out to the living room with the large windows that overlook the town; it was a beautiful sight. Leigh transferred to one of the leather recliners and made herself comfortable, but I stayed in my wheelchair. Pam and Addy soon joined us. Pam was strapped in her wheelchair, wearing just her robe, and Addy was pushing her along. Addy was wearing shorts and a sweatshirt, still in her headgear, with bare feet. With some help from Addy, Pam got into her recliner and leaned back, and Addy left the room. When she returned, she had a tray with four wine glasses and two bottles of wine. 
 

This will be a wonderful and interesting evening.

Ch. 207 - Leigh's Life
 
By: Leigh Jacobson.
 

With Judy enjoying her halo cast and paralysis, she has not had any time to write about her adventure. So it's a great time to tell you about how my life has changed since I began using my BioTronic implant. From my previous storytelling, I think you all have a good idea about my daily life wearing my braces and my progression from fully able-bodied to how I live my life now. You know how I get ready for bed, get up in the morning, and go about my normal daily life. However, my life has greatly changed since activating my implant, and my life is actually much easier and simpler now. It's strange, but now that I'm paralyzed, I actually need less assistance, and most days, I need no help from Joel or anyone else. In many ways, becoming paralyzed has been liberating. So, let me tell you about a typical day and maybe some non-typical things, too.
 
 
Upon waking up in the morning, the first thing I do is make sure that, if I'm using a catheter, I haven't tossed around and gotten my hose tangled in my legs. Tossing and turning in bed is something I always used to do, and it really annoys Joel. One thing that he enjoyed about my full-body brace was that I was completely immobilized in bed; only my arms were free to move. The main purpose of that brace was to support my weak spine and prevent any movement of my legs and hips so as to assist me in letting go of my legs. I didn't want them to move at night and get exercise and build muscle tone; I wanted my legs and hips to be as wasted and weak as possible.
 

Now, since I'm paralyzed, I no longer wear this brace on a nightly basis, but I do wear it when Joel asks me to. It keeps my legs positioned perfectly for sex and confines them as they spasm during orgasm. My leg spasms often even during normal daily activities; anything that excites or angers me gets them going, and it really freaks Joel out, but I love seeing people's reactions to them. My spasms are one reason I always keep my legs strapped to my wheelchair.
 

When I awaken in the morning, if Joel is not already up and out of bed, we talk, cuddle, and kiss for a little while; we like to start our day with a little romance. Joel usually massages my legs and feet for a few minutes, checking to make sure my feet are not cold or there are any blood flow issues before he gets out of bed. If he is already up, then I do this myself. We have an adjustable bed, so when I'm ready to transfer to my wheelchair, I incline the bed and make the transfer, hanging my large night bag on my chair if I'm using a catheter. 
 

Let me talk about my catheter use for a minute; I'm sure you are curious. As you know, I have my implant set to give me full bowel control; however, I don't always have it set for bladder control. I like the feeling of, well, not feeling the need to urinate or the catheter inside me. There is something surreal and exciting about seeing the tube exiting my body and not being able to sense its presence inside of me. That said, I don't use a catheter full-time, only for about two or three week periods at a time, and then I allow my implant to give me control once again.
 

I use a catheter to simply avoid using the restroom when I'm out, and I plan my catheter use based on the things I need to do. Lately, with everything revolving around getting 'The Clinic' open, I've been using a catheter quite often. I also use one when I'm traveling or staying with friends whose homes are not quite as accessible as mine. Oh, something I have found to make cathing easier is that when it is being inserted and I feel it at my sphincter, I activate my device to relax my bladder, and the catheter easily makes its way in. When it is time for it to be removed, as it is being pulled out, I deactivate my device. It seems that by allowing my sphincter to be completely relaxed while I'm cathed, I have no leakage when it's removed.
 

Once out of bed and into my wheelchair, with or without a catheter, I make my way to the bathroom. There, I unlock my jaw and remove the large splint that I typically wear at night. Then I carefully clean all my orthodontic appliances, which takes quite a while with the mouthful that I have. Once my teeth are clean, I transfer to the toilet to take care of business. When I'm finished on the toilet, I remain there for a few moments to wipe down my wheelchair with a sanitizing wipe. With the way our bathroom is laid out, we have a roll-in shower with a bench, so I can then transfer easily from the toilet directly to the shower. There, I take off my CTLSO or whatever spinal brace I slept in and set it aside. Then I place a strap around my waist to secure me to the bench so I don't fall forward. With my paralysis, it's difficult to sit up without support. Finally, I wipe down my spinal brace with special leather conditioning wipes that also sanitize. They work really well to keep my braces clean, and the leather soft and supple.
 

I now get the water flowing and take a nice, long, hot shower; it's something that I really enjoy. I love to feel the water cascading down my body, and below my belly button, I feel nothing.; it's quite exhilarating. I wash my body, taking time to massage my legs and feet once again, which is also good exercise for my back and arms. I wash and condition my hair to keep it looking great; I've let it grow out quite long these days. Then I rinse off.
 

I carefully dry myself off and apply lotion to my body to keep my aging skin soft. This gives me another chance to massage my legs and feet, which is still a surreal experience since I can't move or feel them. Since I'll be wearing my HKAFO-Milwaukee brace today, I removed the contoured leg rests from my wheelchair and set them alongside my CTLSO. I transfer to my wheelchair, and as I wheel to the bedroom, I stop at the sink and place my thin daytime magnetic splint in my mouth, where it clicks securely into place.
 

Once in the bedroom, I put on my bra and panties, then whatever braces I'm going to wear for the day. I always lay them out the night before, and I usually simply wear my low-profile brace with no bar in the front or one of my Milwaukee braces. However, today I'm meeting with contractors doing some of the final work at 'The Clinic', so it's my HKAFO-Milwaukee brace today. I need to be able to get up and crutch around a bit. Whether I'm wearing my leg braces or not, I always choose footwear that goes with the day's activities. Since today I'm meeting with contractors, I'm going to wear a pair of heeled work-style boots that Blake gave me when I said I really liked her style. 
 

With my undergarments on, I then donned my dark blue HKAFO-Milwaukee brace. Joel helped me this morning, so it didn't take too long, but I'm fully capable of getting in all my braces on my own. When Joel or anyone else helps me with my HKAFOs, they can be applied without taking them apart at the hips. When I do it myself, I put on my KAFOs and shoes first, then the Milwaukee portion, before connecting them at the hips. It takes me about fifteen minutes to do it myself, and my back really starts to ache from bending forward. With help, it only takes a few minutes, and it's a lot easier on my back. Once I'm in whatever brace I'll be wearing, I secure my catheter bag if I'm cathed like I am today.
 

Once in my braces, I get dressed, and today it's along the lines of Blake's trademark style: a knee-length denim skirt and a light flannel shirt. Once dressed, I brush out my hair, which now hangs down to the middle of my back. Then it's a touch of makeup, which I go light on these days. I put on my glasses with blue frames to match my HKAFO-Milwaukee brace, then I put on my facebows and placed the blue Interlandi straps around my head. Finally, I secure the two straps that hold me firmly in my wheelchair, one tightly at my hips and the second a bit looser just below my breasts, plus the one that keeps my legs together for modesty. They keep me safely in my wheelchair, while the looser upper one lets me move my torso a bit to better propel my wheelchair. I put on a pair of blue wheelchair gloves, and now I'm finally ready to start my day. All I need is a cup of coffee and a filling breakfast with my husband and close friends, or better said, my adopted family. We all cherish starting our day together; we all sure have a special and very close relationship.
 
 
My late afternoon or evening routine is basically the reverse of my morning one. However, tonight will be a little different. It's Emme's birthday, and we're all going out to celebrate. This means I need to change into something more formal and sexy for the evening, which I'll do by myself since it's early and Joel isn't home yet. The one thing that Emme requested of us all is to wear our most immobilizing and restrictive braces. I don't think Emme would know if we didn't unless she felt us up, since I know she'll be blindsimming as usual. However, she'll see pictures later and would give anyone who wasn't fully braced a hard time. 
 

I roll to the bedroom and set my sexy black dress and my black patent leather HKAFO-Kuehnegger brace with open toe and heel booties attached laid out on the bed. I also get the things necessary to remove my catheter; it's been in for almost a month. With everything laid out, I transfer to the bed and get undressed. After my clothes are off, I begin the process of taking off my HKAFO-Milwaukee brace, which takes some effort. I then place an absorbent pad under myself so I can remove my catheter. I deflate the balloon, and as I begin to pull it out with one hand, I set my implant to give me back bladder control and feeling in that part of my body. I then enjoy the feeling of it being removed. 
 

With my catheter out, I transfer back to my wheelchair and roll into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. After brushing my teeth and appliances, washing my face and the parts of my body that I can easily access, and taking time to massage my legs and feet while applying lotion, Once freshened up, I wheel back to the bedroom, transfer the bed once again, and put on my sexy black patent leather braces. Once braced up, I grab my crutches and carefully stand to put on my dress, then sit down in my wheelchair, putting my crutches in the holder on the back even though I won't use them tonight, and I strap myself in.
 

I do my hair and makeup, put on my frameless glasses, and then my black Interlandi headgear with my trademark double facebows. Now fully braced and in my sexy black dress, I roll over to the full-length mirror, and damn, I look hot! I may be getting older, but I sure still look good. As I'm rolling out of the bedroom, I stop and grab my thumb spica braces made from the same shiny black leather; thumb spicas are much sexier than evening gloves, don't you think?

 
Joel soon gets home, and he gets fully braced in his KAFOs and Kuhenegger brace, then he gets dressed. He looks so sexy in his tuxedo, braces, and orthodontic hardware! Joel leaves his knees unlocked so he can walk fairly normally and push me in my wheelchair; my thumb spicas make propelling myself a bit difficult. We go outside to wait for the others, and soon our little bus pulls up with Jimmy driving and Judy in her halo cast, strapped to her power chair, with Paul, Bekah, Collie, and Billy in the back. 
 

The party was great, and we all had a lot of fun. Upon arriving home very late, I still needed to clean my teeth and appliances once again and take my very relaxing evening shower. I roll into the bedroom to undress and remove all my braces, carefully wiping them down to keep them in excellent condition. With my braces clean, I put them away and laid out the brace I'll wear tomorrow, which in this case will be my favorite purple Milwaukee brace. Then, it is much like getting ready in the morning. I roll to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and when done, I place my large splint in my mouth and lock my jaw shut for the night. Then I transfer from my wheelchair to the toilet and take care of business.
 

Just as I'm finishing wiping down my wheelchair, Joel enters the bathroom, naked. I put my hair up and put on a shower cap, and we shower together. As you know, I don't need his help anymore, but we enjoy intimate times like this. After our shower with Joel massaging my entire body, he helps me to dry off. However, instead of putting on my CTLSO which is still sitting where I placed it this morning, Joel has other ideas.
 

Joel picks me up, carries me to the bedroom, and lays my partially paralyzed body into the back half of my full-body brace; he intends to have his way with my crippled body. He secures the front half of my brace around my body, then places both of my arms in 3D printed LATS casts. My entire body, even the parts that are paralyzed, are now fully immobilized. All I can move are my shoulders and fingers. He then goes and gets my wheelchair and places it next to the bed before climbing into bed with me. After a lot of sexy talk and teasing, we make love—an amazing ending to a wonderful day.

Ch. 209 - Billy's Experience 1
 
By: Billy Rogers
 
 
Before I tell you about the extremely interesting and emotional experience I recently had with my beautiful and loving wife, Collie, let me share a few things with you. Remember the electronically controlled RGO that I created and gave to Flora? With the generous donation that Sarah made to my research, I designed and crafted two improved RGOs. One I sent to Flora, and the other to one of Ben's colleagues. He interviewed Flora and me and wrote a paper on my invention. It made quite a splash in medical journals, and I find myself overwhelmed with doctors seeking information. 
 
 
After seeing Flora walk hand in hand with Sarah, I had achieved my goal. I made it possible for someone with a complete SCI to walk. With my goal achieved, my interest in the project began to wane. However, we were contacted by a multinational orthopedics company, and I licensed my design and patents to them with one condition: Flora would always get the latest model free of charge. Now my ideas are in the hands of engineers who know a lot more than an orthotist like me.
 
 
The happy coincidence is that the company I licensed my design to is also the one that Dr. Myra and Mike Johnson licensed their inventions to. Both devices are now produced by the RJ BioTronics division, with Mike Johnson contracted to work on both products. Oh, 'RJ' is correct; it's for Rogers and Jameson, not Myra Johnson. The RGO I invented is marketed as the RJ BioTronics RoGO, or Rogers Gait Orthosis. Many improvements have been made using Mike's BioTronic technology, which interfaces the device directly with the user's nervous system; it's more than I could have ever dreamed of doing on my own. When Sarah sent us a video of Flora hiking in her latest RoGO, Collie and I cried; we were so happy for them both.
 

The second thing is that Gary and Rita have fully retired, and they are traveling the country in their MCI MC-6 bus conversion. They even sold their home, and when they are in town, they stay in our guest house. With the financial windfall from the RoGO, Collie and I purchased all but one percent of Gary and Rita's ownership in the shop; we didn't have the heart to completely buy them out, and they are still our partners in the fullest sense. The sign above our door will always read 'Rogers and Jameson' but soon it will be hanging above a new door—we're moving.
 

We are not the only ones moving shop; Joe is moving his orthodontic practice, too. Since we are involved in Leigh's big project, 'The Clinic', we're moving to a larger facility in the same building as 'The Clinic'. It will be business as usual, but we will also be supplying services to clients of 'The Clinic', too. Collie and I will have plenty of help with the young couple, Ashley and Brock, that we recently hired, who are both orthotists. Both are rather reserved and serious, but they have wicked senses of humor and are also pranksters. They fit in well with Marty, a client who became an employee.
 
 
Marty was in an industrial accident and broke his back. We fitted him with a series of spinal braces during his long recovery and found out that, during his recovery, he obtained a business degree. After a few years in the business world, Marty decided he wanted to work with his hands, but he can no longer do the work he used to. So Collie offered him a job working in the office and helping in the workshop so we could have a bit more free time. I now have plenty of help in the workshop, especially with interns from the vocational school, and Collie has someone she can trust the office to.
 

Well, with that out of the way, let me tell you about my very special and emotional weekend with Collie. After getting home from dinner at Leigh's the other night, Collie began to tell me about contracting polio as a child; it's something she has never talked about. She said she barely remembers her recovery; it was so long ago—over twenty-five years—but she does remember her condition being much worse than it is now. It affected her entire body at first, not just her legs and spine. I never knew she was completely paralyzed and on a ventilator for nine months when she first fell ill. She never talked about it, and I never asked, thinking it would bring up painful memories. But look at Collie now—a beautiful and vibrant young woman, full of confidence, and living her life to the fullest despite her differentability. It makes me love her even more.
 

Collie has never talked so much about her paralysis or Judy's desire to be paralyzed. She told me how she was initially very upset with Judy for wearing her old braces, but then grew to accept Judy's decision years ago. Collie expressed that she is extremely happy for Judy to be living the life that she lives now with her BioTronic implant. She also told me what she remembered about initially falling ill and becoming paralyzed and dependent on a ventilator.
 

Then she told me what she remembered about flying half way across the world, back to the U.S., in an air ambulance. Collie described her long recovery as movement slowly came back to parts of her body and the terrifying experience of having her tracheostomy suctioned multiple times a day. She thought she would die each time it was done, and being unable to speak, she couldn't express her fear. Collie talked about the tube in her nose that nourished her and the catheter that caused her to have many infections due to the diapers she had to wear because she had no bowel control. Finally, she talked about being fitted with her Milwaukee brace to support her weak and curvy spine along with her KAFOs and learning how to walk again. 
 

Collie got up, went to her home office, and returned with two photos to show me. The first was a picture of her and Judy at the airport, seeing Judy off to visit their grandparents in the U.S.—a trip that saved Judy from contracting polio. The girls looked identical as they still do, except for their eye and hair color, with their long, flowing hair blowing in the breeze. Collie said it was the last time Judy saw her before she fell ill. 
 

In the second picture, Collene looked much different than in the first. She was wearing very bulky KAFOs with heavy orthopedic boots on her feet. Her Milwaukee brace held her head high and tilted back quite a bit—it looked to be extremely uncomfortable. Under each arm were wooden crutches sized for her tiny, seven-year-old body. All the metal, leather, and sturdy boots must have weighed as much as she did. The most striking thing was her hair, or lack thereof. A tear came to her eye as she said they shaved her head in the hospital to make caring for her easier.
 

The only time Collie showed any negative emotions was when she told me about getting her head shaved and her trach suctioned. I have never seen fear in Collie's eyes before, but I did when she described getting her trach suctioned; it was a terrifying experience. Otherwise, never once did Collie ever seem down or to feel sorry for herself; I truly believe that she loves her body as it is, and even if something could ever be done for her condition, I am certain she would refuse the procedure. Collene is an amazing woman.
 

We were up early the next morning and decided to have breakfast on the road. Collie went to take a shower, then got dressed while I made coffee. When Collie crutched into the kitchen, she looked as beautiful as ever with her long, wavy red hair, pretty green eyes behind her red-framed glasses, a perfect banded smile with her headgear and splint, a cute floral print dress over her red Milwaukee brace and KAFOs with black wedge sandals on her feet. I don't know how she goes so quickly from her nightgown to looking so gorgeous in such a short time, especially with the limitations of her unique body.
 

After coffee, I got ready. As I always do when we are going on a trip, I'll be wearing my Milwaukee brace and KAFOs and using crutches. Collie and I enjoy a special bond when I'm braced and on crutches, just like her. As I was laying out my blue kilt and polo shirt, along with the braces I would wear—my traditional brown ones with monk strap shoes—I had no idea what the next few days would hold.
 

I went to the bathroom for my usual morning routine. I did my business, shaved, and brushed my teeth and braces, which, by the way, have done their job and are simply acting as retainers with my headgear being inactive at this point. Collie loves how I look with braces and headgear, so I'll be wearing them indefinitely. I took a quick shower, dried off, and walked back to the bedroom in my undershorts. Collie was sitting in her power chair, looking as adorable as ever with a warm metallic smile on her face. Seeing her in her chair was not unusual; we always take our power chairs when traveling so we can cover a lot of ground quickly when exploring. Then my eyes glanced over to the bed and my clothes and braces. It was then that I knew exactly what the weekend had in store.
 

Attached to my Milwaukee brace was a device I was familiar with. Just above the pelvic girdle, Collie had placed a MJ BioTronics device. I had made Gracie her TLSO with a pocket for her device, along with Addison's LSO, so I knew what the device looked like. However, the sample I had to work with was simply an empty case with no electronics inside. With the array of small, rounded electrodes, this is definitely a working unit, or why else would Collie have attached it to my brace? 
 
 
Without saying a word, Collie simply watched me, smiling with the light glinting off her bands and facebow as I examined the device attached to my Milwaukee brace. It really doesn't look like much: a small plastic housing with an array of small, rounded electrodes protruding from a soft plastic pad with dense foam rubber on the inside to apply pressure to the electrodes. 
 
 
Now, I don't know what order you put on your KAFOs and Milwaukee brace, but I do it like Collie does: socks, or in her case, nylons or compression hose, then her KAFOs, and finally her Milwaukee brace. It's just so much easier to get our lower bodies braced without our spines being restricted. I reached for my socks and KAFOs, and that is when Collie gently said with a smile, "Billy, milk before coffee this morning, please." Milk and coffee are her pet names for our Milwaukee braces and KAFOs. Without question, but with trepidation and a bit of fear building, I did as she requested and got into my Milwaukee brace first. My dear wife wants to watch me struggle to put on my KAFOs.
 

Collie then got out her phone, and I knew what was coming next, but I didn't know to what extent. Would she completely paralyze me like Leigh, or would Collie simply have me spend the weekend as she spends every day of her life? I hoped for the latter. Collie very quietly and lovingly spoke, saying, "Are you ready, Billy? You've always wanted to know what it's like, and I have longed for years for you to be able to know firsthand. Now is our opportunity, and I love you so much for wanting to experience this." 
 
 
With those words, a strange feeling came to my lower body and legs. For less than a second, my legs twitched slightly, and I felt tingling, numbness, and something like a mild electric shock. It wasn't painful; it was just unexpected and slightly uncomfortable. As quickly as these feelings came upon my body, they were gone, and I felt completely normal. However, my body was not completely normal. I tried to move my legs and feet, but they remained motionless. I could feel the carpet below my feet and the back of my legs against the bed, but I could not move anything below my hips.
 

I was paralyzed, and I didn't know what to think. This has been something that I have dreamed of experiencing ever since meeting Collie, but actually being paralyzed was shocking and terrifying, despite knowing that there is nothing wrong with me. I wanted to ask Collie what it was like for her when she first realized that she was paralyzed, but I just couldn't do it. Then many of our clients came to mind; they had experienced what I'm experiencing right now, but there is a big difference—I will walk again unaided, while they, like Collie, never will.
 
 
Collie, seeing the emotion on my face, smiled and gently said, "Let me help you with your socks and KAFOs. You have enough trouble getting your KAFOs on without being paralyzed, and it will be even harder now. I still have trouble sometimes, and I'm always thankful for your kind assistance; you never make me feel helpless. Now it's my turn to assist you."
 
 
Collie rolled over to me and took my legs into her lap. She massaged my legs and feet before putting my socks on my feet. I laid back on the bed, and I hate to admit it, but I began to weep. There were so many emotions swirling in my head, and it really hit me how disabled Collie is. I hate to use that word since she lives such a full and complete life, and I have never once heard Collie say anything negative about the way her life has turned out; she's such a happy and positive girl.
 

Collie struggled to get my lifeless feet into my shoes, then she buckled the straps of my KAFOs around my lower legs, and then the ones on my thighs. I just laid there, my spine immobilized by my Milwaukee brace and my legs useless. I continued to weep; the emotions were so overwhelming. This is what every day is like for Collie, and I'm living her life right now.
 
 
Once I was fully braced, I sat up, and Collie wheeled closer. I gazed into Collie's loving eyes, taking in both her inner and outer beauty. She wiped away my tears and, with her hand on my cheek, said, "I hope those are tears of happiness, not pity. I love everything about my life; there is nothing to feel sad about. I especially love you, Billy, and I'm glad we're doing what we are doing. Our lives together are perfect." They were not tears of pity but ones of love, admiration, and joy. Forget about all the things that make Collie beautiful on the outside: her long, wavy red hair, her pretty green eyes, her perfect banded smile, her porcelain skin, and her petite figure. It's what is on the inside that I love most about her: her caring and loving demeanor, confidence, poise, intelligence, sense of humor, and positivity. I am one lucky man, and I love Collie with all my heart.
 
 
For a few minutes, we just sat there, facing each other in silence, holding hands. I was feeling closer to Collie than ever before, and I could tell she was feeling the same way. Collie then handed me my shirt, which I put on over my Milwaukee brace. She then picked up my kilt from the bed and rolled her wheelchair back a bit. Collie held my kilt, and I picked up each of my legs carefully, placing them in the garment. I did like Collie does when she puts on a skirt; I laid back on the bed, and wiggled into my kilt with her helping to get it up around my waist.
 
 
Since getting out of the shower, I have not uttered a word. I was in a daze, with all kinds of emotions swirling in my head. I was happy, sad, terrified, excited, and aroused all at the same time. However, the overwhelming emotion was a feeling of closeness, a new bond with Collie, and an even deeper love for her. From her quiet, calm, and loving voice, I could tell she was feeling the same way, and I knew she understood how I was feeling. I think we fell in love all over again—a new and deeper love than before. 
 
 
Collie then strapped herself into her wheelchair, something she rarely does, and extended her arms. I took hold of her wrists, and she gripped mine, helping me to stand, and I made sure the locks at my knees dropped. I stood in silence for a minute, feeling the pressure on my legs from my KAFOs that were preventing my legs from collapsing beneath me. Collie then removed the strap that prevented me from pulling her out of her wheelchair as she helped me stand up.
 
 
Collie rolled back a short distance, then stood up herself. She can stand if she has something to lean against, and she can also walk short distances unaided. She stepped towards me with her arms outstretched, then wrapped them around my braced body. I returned the gesture, and we hugged for what seemed like forever. I was holding back tears but finally managed to utter these simple words: "I love you more than anything in the world, Collie." Collie began to weep and said, "I love you, too, Billy," and we kissed, our headgear be damned.


To be continued…

Ch. 211 – Judy's Adventure - The First Month 1

By: Judy Mekas
 

At this point, Jimmy and I have been enjoying my halo cast and my BioTronic implant for a month—four weeks of paralyzed and immobilized bliss. I just love this level of immobilization, and I let my halo cast fully support and caress my fully relaxed body. One thing that I'm really happy about is how much Jimmy is into the effects my implant has on my body.
 

With his love of big casts and halos, I was worried that he would be more into that than my paralysis. However, that is not the case; he loves my paralyzed and unfeeling legs, and my halo cast is just icing on the cake. I'm glad he likes my paralysis so much since it will be with me forever, while in a few months my halo will only be a sweet memory.
 

Oh, and our sex life has been amazing, too. Even though I can't really feel Jimmy inside me, I can sense his presence, and the unparalyzed parts of my body respond, and my legs spasm. The feeling of my body being held immobile in my halo cast as I orgasm is absolutely mind-blowing and makes the experiance even more intense.
 
 
I've also been enjoying going out in public, and I love talking with strangers. Jimmy, Collie, Emme, and Leigh are always taking me places, and it's so exciting. Not exciting in a sexual way, but in an adrenaline rush kind of way. You should see the looks I get when my legs begin to uncontrollably spasm; it's a good thing I have them strapped to my wheelchair
 

Generally, my paralysis is still very strong. However, I think I felt Jimmy putting my shoes on my feet the last few mornings. I also feel that I am starting to gain some control of my hips; it's easier to sit in my wheelchair without being strapped in so tight. I also have noticed how there is more sensation when Jimmy and I make love, and sometimes I can feel my catheter inside of me. The feelings are fleeting, but over the last week, they have lasted longer than before, which provides for a more thrilling love-making experience.
 
 
The final thing that is going on has to do with my leg and foot spasms. They are becoming less violent but more frequent. Anything that causes my heartbeat to increase causes me to have spasms, sort of like Flora has. However, the spasms are just as strong as ever when I orgasm, much to Jimmy's pleasure. With everything going so well, there is one thing that I dread—getting my halo pins retorqued.
 

******
 
 
I called Pam to make an appointment to get my pins retorqued. She simply suggested that Jimmy and I come by her home and have dinner with her and Addy, then spend the night. I could get my pins retorqued there. That sounded like fun, and I feel very comfortable there, plus Jimmy could get used to taking care of me away from home. 
 
 
Just after talking with Pam, Dr. Myra Johnson called to see how I was doing. She knows all about my adventure, and I think she had something to do with how Mike programmed my device; she knew a lot of specifics about what I was experiencing. At first, we chatted as friends, then she wanted to interview me for her research. You know how things are going, so I won't bore you with the details, but she did ask a lot of questions about my emotional state, which is excellent. I'm happier than ever right now, knowing I'll be paralyzed like Collie when my adventure is over. She even asked me to have Jimmy give her a call if he was willing to be interviewed. He did call her later that evening, but I don't know what they talked about; Jimmy made the call from Joel's workshop and was gone for about two hours.
 
 
Our visit with Pam and Addy was a lot of fun. It was Thursday evening when we arrived, and both ladies looked like they had freshened up after their day at work. Pam was in her small power wheelchair, dressed in just shorts and a T-shirt. Addy was dressed similarly, wearing her headgear. She was also in her HKAFOs and on crutches, with her BioTronic device in place and activated. Addy was just as crippled as Pam. One thing that we couldn't help but notice was that both ladies had catheters. I didn't ask if Pam's condition has worsened over the last few weeks—changes can come on suddenly for her.
 
 
After some light conversation with Jimmy and the girls getting to know each other, Pam suggested that I get my pins taken care of and my catheter changed. Addy led us to what, during my last visit, was a spare bedroom. Now it was set up more like a medical exam room with an exam table, overhead light, several stools, and supply cabinets—sort of like Leigh and Joel's cast room. 
 

At this point, Pam looked at Jimmy and said, "OK, Jimmy. With Addy wearing her HKAFOs and me in my wheelchair, you are the doctor this evening. We'll talk you through the retorquing procedure, then in the future you can take care of Judy on your own; I know she plans to spend quite some time in her halo."
 

Jimmy got a look of utter fear on his face as Pam said those words; he was very nervous. Addy, in her lispy voice, said, "You can do it, Jimmy; it's easy, and with your work, I know you are good with your hands. Just think of it as another precision job in the shop. We're here if you need help."
 
 
I had no idea that the girls would be having Jimmy re-torque my pins this evening, and I found it very exciting and arousing—my legs were spasming. It was really hard to get my legs calmed down, as the only way to do so was to try and distract myself from what would soon happen. Pam and Addy gave Jimmy his instructions and showed him the tools as I tried to calm myself down. With Jimmy having received his instructions, the procedure began.
 
 
The first thing Jimmy did was remove the locking caps over each pin with a special tool to lever them out. Then I felt the wrench engage in the first pin, and Jimmy asked if I was ready; he knew this would be uncomfortable, even painful. I told him to go ahead, and I felt the pressure on my skull increase, and tears came to my eyes. I won't lie, it hurt like hell. He then moved on to the next pin, and, as he tightened it, I started to become aroused despite the pain. When the wrench clicked, my legs began to spasm once again, and the pain was bringing me pleasure. As the wrench clicked on the third pin, more pain and pressure were felt, my legs began to spasm more, and I closed my eyes. I even thought I could feel myself becoming wet as my body tensed up, and, lost in the moment, my hand made its way down to pleasure myself. Finally, the last click of the wrench sent me over the edge into a full-blown orgasm, with my legs spasming and my body convulsing. For a few moments, I had complete feeling down there and could feel the dampness between my legs, then the feeling went away—my body was once again numb.
 
 
Upon realizing what just happened, I was so embarrassed, and Jimmy was asking me if I was OK. Addy and Pam were looking away, but I could tell they were smiling. I assured Jimmy I was fine, and he was so apologetic for causing me pain, but he obviously knew I loved every second of it. Addy then reminded Jimmy to replace the locking caps on my halo pins, and Pam rolled out of the room to get some damp cloths and a towel so Jimmy could get me cleaned up.
 

While Pam was gone, Addy said she could replace my catheter for me. She could stand if she was leaning against the table. Jimmy proudly stated that he knows how to do it and that I often use a catheter for convenience. Just as Addy was telling Jimmy where they were kept, Pam returned with towels and warm, damp washcloths. Jimmy unstrapped me from my wheelchair and laid me on the table as the girls left the room. As Addy was crutching out, she said, "Don't worry about it, Judy. What just happened happens. I'm glad you are enjoying things so much."
 

Jimmy got me cleaned up, then he replaced my catheter. I could feel none of what he was doing; all the sensation I had enjoyed minutes ago was gone. After he got my fresh cath in, Jimmy went to get me a clean skirt. When he returned, he was wearing a different pair of pants; I guess he got just as worked up as I had. He got me dressed and cleaned up my wheelchair before placing me in it and strapping me in tight. Jimmy didn't say much as he cleaned me up, but on the way out of the room to join our friends, he said, "The next four weeks can't pass soon enough. I can't wait to bring you pain and pleasure like that again."
 
 
When we rejoined the ladies, Addy was making cocktails and Pam was checking the roast in the oven, which smelled really good. Jimmy and I both needed a strong drink after what we had just experienced together. Addy handed us gin and tonics, mostly gin, and we all went outside on the patio to watch the sun set over town. After another stiff drink, we enjoyed dinner, followed by more conversation and more alcohol. I don't remember much of the conversation, and we likely all said too much, but I do remember how it felt to be drunk in my halo cast. It simply felt like my head was floating in the air and it was very disorientating. 
 
 
The next morning, we were all hung over, and my head hurt like hell. A hangover and freshly tightened halo pins are not a pleasant combination. I asked Addy to check my pins that Jimmy had just cleaned, and she said they looked good. Then, Addy did something I didn't expect—she took off her headgear, stuck her nose near the top of my cast, and took a whiff. She then looked to Pam and said, "The new anti-microbial stockinette is working well. Judy smells as fresh as can be." As Addy put her headgear back on, I thought for a moment: My cast feels just as comfortable as the day it was applied, with no itching or odor. After a month in my Minerva cast, there was a bit of an odor and a lot of itching.
 

After several cups of coffee and some aspirin, we were all feeling a bit better, and Jimmy offered to make his favorite breakfast, manų košė, a staple in his grandparents home. We enjoyed our breakfast with Jimmy telling us what his grandmother always says: "Your homeland is only as far away as your kitchen."
 
 
After breakfast, we just lounged around with Pam and Addy. Pam did mention that her condition has worsened over the last few weeks, and bladder control is becoming an issue that absorbant undergarments can no longer cope with. Jimmy looked very concerned—he knows about Pam's condition—and she said, "Don't worry about me, Jimmy. I'll soon be starting an experimental treatment that should slow or even halt any further progression of my condition. Addison and I hope to have many happy and healthy years together. Even if they turn out to not be healthy years, they will at least be happy years." With that, Addy removed her headgear, leaned over, and kissed Pam, then took Pam's hand and lispfully said, "No matter what, I'm here for you... forever."
 

******
 

After our visit with Pam and Addy, it only took a few days before my pins were no longer bothering me. This was good since I have to go to the office today for the first time since getting my halo cast. Jimmy helped me get dressed nice for the office in a long skirt, a light sweater that fit well over my halo cast, and cute booties on my feet, as well as my headgear and glasses. I had him strap me into my wheelchair very tightly, especially my legs and feet. I know that at some point, I will get nervous or excited and have spasms. He loaded me up in Leigh's van, and he drove me to the office.
 

When we arrived, Jimmy parked out front and got me unloaded from the van. He gave me a kiss and wished me well, then watched me roll to the front doors, which automatically opened. I turned my wheelchair and waved at him as he drove away. I rolled into the elevator and went to my floor and into my office, which I rarely visit these days since I telecommute the vast majority of the time.
 
 
Today was the one day of the month that everyone comes into the office, and I led a meeting in the conference room. I was a bit nervous, strapped in my wheelchair in front of everyone in my halo cast, and just as I started the meeting, my legs began to spasm. The spasms were mild and not too noticeable since my legs were firmly strapped in place, but they didn't go completely unnoticed. 

 
A few questions were asked of me, which I loved answering. They were mostly about what I wasn't wearing—my splint and my KAFOs. A comment was made about how I sounded when speaking without my splint, but that was about it. Everything went well, and before I knew it, it was lunch time. I closed out the meeting and said after lunch I would talk to everyone personally at their workstations.
 
 
Going to lunch was the only time I got really nervous. It was the first time for me to be out in public alone in my current condition without friends nearby. As I rolled out to the sidewalk, it felt like everyone was staring at me, and I got really scared for some reason. My legs began to spasm violently, and I swear I could feel the straps holding them in place. It's been a month, so some feeling might be coming back. Anyway, I calmed and reassured myself, then made my way to the cafe that Leigh and I always used to have lunch at. It was a bit lonely eating alone; I sure miss commuting with Leigh and having lunch with her. I love her and Joel so much.
 

Anyway, the rest of the day was uneventful, with only a few questions and comments as I met with my team. At the end of the day, Jimmy was right on time to pick me up. We went out for dinner and talked about our upcoming trip to Kings Mountain Retreat this weekend. I'll tell you about it when we get back, but for now, I think Pam has a story to share with you.