She unscrewed herself from the bed and plugged into the energy socket feeling the warm flow of electrons as her eyes focused; she heard the whir of the appliances all around her beginning to stir.

She took her leg, inspected it, and carefully placed it with her modular clamp, seating it carefully to test it. It was new, plasti-form and still had the charge to it from its titanium surface. There was a small crackle as she activated it with a single nerve transmission from her cerebelum. It rotated slightly, felt good and she moved it laterally, preparing to dismount from her sleeping slab, onto the tile floor.
Her right leg she lifted, lofting it slightly, placing it along side her new left one and tested both by gingerly standing up all the while adjusting her gyroscopes.

Her level tested perpendicular and the signal landed in her brain with a satisfying click.

There was no question about it. Her ingrams had been successfully implanted. The question was, if this would fool her "husband."

To be continued