Dean lifted his leg off the bed and dangled it in the air, doing the same thing with the other leg whilst using his core muscles to pivot his body around to face the edge to the bed. It wasn't a great distance to the floor and he hit legs-first not feeling anything until he braced himself with his hands.
Over the weeks and months upper body strength had increased and the need to use tons of energy to get in and out of the house wasn't necessary.
He looked up and smiled at being able to get to the top bunk. The doctors said that there would be some residual feeling from the waist down but today wasn't a good day, it didn't matter much, he'd conquered the bed, refused for the moment to get in the chair, and pulled himself into the living room.
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