Levi Wheelchair Novels & Stories

He then looked at Zachary and asked, “Mr. Strombold, do you need my help?” “It’s alright. I’m all good right now.” Zachary waved his hands and said, “Well, in that case, we’ll leave first. You…” “Alright, you guys should go first,” Matteo said. Zachary nodded and pressed a button on his wheelchair. His wheelchair slowly moved out of the washroom. He was using an electronic wheelchair. However, there were times when he liked Juliette to push him around since they could chat while walking. Maxwell nodded at Matteo. He then walked out behind Zachary.

"He's unconscious, and right now we need every advantage available to us." Eventually, the other healer sighed. "Fine." The second they stepped aside, I walked through the doors, and the sight waiting for me on the other side stopped me cold. For a moment, I couldn't move. Levi lay motionless in the center of the room. Machines surrounded the bed, their sounds filling the otherwise quiet space. Monitors tracked his heartbeat and breathing while tubes and wires disappeared beneath blankets and bandages. Around them were the tools of traditional healing. Enchanted crystals glowing softly in the corners, runes carved into metal plates, herbs burning slowly in ceremonial bowls.

Levi was working in his study room when Aurora entered inside. She peeped her head and saw him doing some paperwork very carefully and attentively. A smile crept into her face and stepped into pushing the door. "Hello." She sang and walked to his table then grabbed a chair for her. She spun on the wheelchair happily like a child. She loved to spin. He was still doing his work not giving any attention to her. Which made her sad and mad. Then she made up her mind to punish him. She's not well yet she comes to see him and he has no time for her.

An answer to my question is given when another man enters my room, this time pushing the most compact, futuristic electric chair I’ve ever seen. It’s really just a small seat on top of big tyres, there’s not much to it, and nowhere near as bulky or cumbersome as the kind you see the elderly use. It has a joystick control, black leather lining and white exterior. I glare at the contraption with clear disdain. I’m reduced to an electric wheelchair because they won’t just let me go. Can’t walk or do shit, but still expected to make an appearance. I’ll be a sitting duck.

Once he had seen the leg braces his eyes widened in surprise and then he was fumbling over his words, trying to apologize. I had laughed while telling him it was fine, that I appreciated that he will let me use his skateboard to try. That's when dad suggested that he would look into purchasing me a sports wheelchair since I had wanted to play wheelchair basketball and informed he would purchase me elbow pads and a helmet. A week later I had a sports wheelchair, a helmet and elbow pads and I was at the skate park with dad, Jacob and Drake helping me.

Sounds good. After everyone finished eating, I called a wheelchair specialist to come in and measure me for a better chair. If I have to be in one, it's going to be one that I like. When the specialist arrived, he had four different options for me to try. I tried each one, but I really liked the NuMotion wheelchair. With the extra thick pad on the seat. I ordered one in dark purple, but he had a hot pink one that he could loan me until mine comes in. I said, "Thank you so much. This is perfect. We will see you when mine comes in." He thanked me and left. I was wheeling myself around the castle, getting used to my chair, when Conri said, "Are you going to sit still yet?"

In the living room, Elina was holding her phone and looking at something very attentively. “What is your wife watching? He took out two plates of food from the kitchen and placed them on the table. She looked over at him and then showed him the latest news. “Is the retribution coming very quickly? You see, her mother and daughter, on the way to escort them to another station, had an accident and lost their lives on the same road where his mother died. Levi Liam is paralyzed half of his body. Now turned into a madman. He read through a few lines of information and sighed.

Shaw say not to take special care of Jeff Lieberman because Jeff became sensitive and paranoid ever since he became disabled? Jeff was repulsed by anyone who tried to pity and help him. Moreover, Jeff’s wheelchair was the latest smart wheelchair. He did not need to move his fingers and could control the wheelchair with his voice. Why would he still need people to push him? However, the butler did not think too much about it and did not expose Jeff. As soon as Eric went in the elevator, the butler went in and pressed the down button of the elevator.

"Desta took Holy. Desta's mean. Echa hit, Echa's hurt." Levi smiles thinly. "Holy's back. Merry asked Desta nicely. Maybe Desta borrowed it?" "No! Desta took it!" "Okay," Levi pulls Echa into his embrace. There's a possibility his daughter might have another hysterical outburst. "Should we talk while listening to a story?" "Daddy's going to the office?" Levi smiles very thinly. "Daddy's gonna stay with Echa for now. Daddy'll go to the office later." Tata's eyes never leave the interaction between the two in front of her. The fleeting casual conversation with Yessy and Peony echoes back. So that news... it's true? Levi has a daughter with special needs.

He also got his things back so I'm hoping that maybe there's something in his phone that would help him remember. I would show him mine, but it's filled with pictures of his face and I don't think that will help my case. I carefully aided Levi in getting in the car, making sure that his cast is resting comfortably. Levi muttered a thank you as I close the door. I folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk before entering the driver's side. "Are you comfortable?" I asked Levi. "Yeah, I'm good. Thanks." He replied.