Missed doing it last week thanks to my amazing habit of procrastination. So this week I decided to do it asap.
He woke up. Looked around. Vaguely made out out something on the wall opposite him in the colour purple which said 'Puget Sound'. He heard some murmurs.He made out a fragmentary image of a machine making beeping sounds and a graph on the screen which was in a state of perpetual motion. A woman in a white dress and nurse's cap came running into the room when she heard the beeps and checked his pulse. He managed a croak and asked "Where am I?". She replied. "Well, Mr. Sen, you were monkeying around at the parallel bars last Sunday when you slipped and fell. You were lucky that one of our doctors were there too which was quite handy for you. You had an operation on your right hand." He asked her what day it was. She replied "Today is Wednesday." He felt that she was being rather evasive and secretive about something since she wouldn't meet his eyes. He asked for the doctor to show his gratitude. The doctor entered the room brusquely and told him "We had an option - it was either your brain or your legs. We took your legs." So that is how Mr. Sen has been confined to a wheelchair ever since and has become a manic depressive.
Howzzat folks?