When the two thin sticks on the clock finally pointed so that it read 8 o’clock meaning the end of the anorexia anonymous meeting was over.
At night the classrooms were filled with meetings for all kind of anonymous groups of people.
Now the other AA-Group could begin their meeting, people missing limbs and other parts of their body start to stumble in, pick up their name tags, a cup of coffee and a piece of pie for those who still have a mouth.
“Alright people lets get started, we will go in a clockwise direction so everyone gets a turn to talk about how their week has been.”, The counselor said, who herself was once a anonymous amputees, and was now wearing prosthetic legs and arms.
“So Robby it’s your turn first how was your week?” She asked the gentlemen next to her.
Robby got his feet removed last spring, “It was alright except for the time I wanted to buy shoes that I didn’t need. I felt very confused.”
“Ok, everyone congratulate Robby on having such a good week.”
The whole group yelled and clapped their hands if they had any left, “Good Job Robby!”
The counselor looked at a woman that no longer had a nose and only on ear, “Now Nancy tell us how your week was.”
Nancy looked sideways and said, “Well, I had some difficulty this week..”
The sound of someone coming towards the classroom stopped the conversation.
A man that had his head attached to his right arm and had that put on his neck and hopped around on one leg was is standing in the door post, “Sorry I’m late, is this the Anonymous Transplantees meeting?”
The counselor had an itch she couldn’t reach because of her prosthetic limbs so she wiggled around in her chair until she fell out of it, which created an awkward looking scene where a group of seven people formed enough human parts of one person that could help her get back into the chair.
At night the classrooms were filled with meetings for all kind of anonymous groups of people.
Now the other AA-Group could begin their meeting, people missing limbs and other parts of their body start to stumble in, pick up their name tags, a cup of coffee and a piece of pie for those who still have a mouth.
“Alright people lets get started, we will go in a clockwise direction so everyone gets a turn to talk about how their week has been.”, The counselor said, who herself was once a anonymous amputees, and was now wearing prosthetic legs and arms.
“So Robby it’s your turn first how was your week?” She asked the gentlemen next to her.
Robby got his feet removed last spring, “It was alright except for the time I wanted to buy shoes that I didn’t need. I felt very confused.”
“Ok, everyone congratulate Robby on having such a good week.”
The whole group yelled and clapped their hands if they had any left, “Good Job Robby!”
The counselor looked at a woman that no longer had a nose and only on ear, “Now Nancy tell us how your week was.”
Nancy looked sideways and said, “Well, I had some difficulty this week..”
The sound of someone coming towards the classroom stopped the conversation.
A man that had his head attached to his right arm and had that put on his neck and hopped around on one leg was is standing in the door post, “Sorry I’m late, is this the Anonymous Transplantees meeting?”
The counselor had an itch she couldn’t reach because of her prosthetic limbs so she wiggled around in her chair until she fell out of it, which created an awkward looking scene where a group of seven people formed enough human parts of one person that could help her get back into the chair.
