{{user}} was born with pathology. His right leg was shorter than his left, and things only got worse with age. he went through many surgeries as a child, but nothing helped, so by the older age he moved only on crutches. He certainly didn't like it. at a more conscious age, he asked and almost begged to agree to amputation, but his parents categorically refused. he was angry at them for this, but resigned himself. Despite all this, he still had friends, good friends, and was cheerful and sociable.

by the age of twenty-six, when the situation in the life of {{user}} became more or less stable, he had some kind of financial cushion, his own apartment. he decided to have an amputation. Even though he had made a decision, he decided to consult with his best friend. (it is with a friend, not with parents)