The life story of Alex Lewis is like no other. This man refused to give up on his life no matter what it took, and today, he’s thriving with the help of his loving wife Lucy Townsend, and their son.
Alex and Lucy always knew they were meant for each other. When they married and welcomed their son Sam into their life, they felt like the happiest couple on Earth. But then in 2013, around the time Sam turned two, this family’s life took a different turn.
Both Alex and Sam caught the flu, or at least they believed so. However, as the boy got better in a short period of time, Alex wasn’t feeling fine even days after he experienced the flu-like symptoms.
“Because we owned and lived in a pub and came into contact with lots of different people, I assumed it was a seasonal cold and thought it started off as man flu,” Alex told Metro.
Instead of improving, his condition worsened and he became feverish and noticed blood in his urine.
As he could feel something was very wrong, he went to the hospital where doctors told him he contracted a streptococcal infection (type A). Unfortunately, at that point, the infection penetrated deep into the tissue and the organs and caused sepsis. Alex had contracted shock syndrome, septicemia, and necrotizing fascitis – and his body was attacking itself from the inside out.
“I called an ambulance, and within eight minutes, they were there. At the hospital, we went straight into resuscitation, and I was told to say goodbye. His kidneys were shutting down, and they were going to put him on life support,” his wife Lucy told The Guardian.
Doctors’ prognoses were dull. They told the family there was just a three percent chance that Alex would survive as his face and body turned black.
“They were going to turn my life support off, but they wanted to give me one more night to see if I improved, and they wanted to give my family a chance to say goodbye,” Alex told Metro.
“I cannot imagine what Lucy and my mum were going through.
“Having spoken to them since it happened, I think they were more in shock as they couldn’t believe something so incredibly invasive was happening so quickly,” he added.
“I don’t remember being in excruciating pain at this point, but my family remembers seeing me in absolute agony.”
It was determined that a flesh-eating bacteria was poisoning his body so doctors had to amputate his left arm up to the elbow. Sadly, as months passed by, Alex lost all of his limbs, and doctors were also forced to cut parts of his face in order to save his life.
“I can remember seeing my legs in hospital and how they were getting blacker and blacker,” Alex told The Guardian. “The blackness was creeping up towards my waist. I don’t remember seeing my left arm in that condition, but I can remember my legs vividly.”
As Alex lost his lips, plastic surgeon Alexandra Crick took skin from his shoulder in an attempt to fix his mouth.
“It would take me about an hour to eat a sandwich at night, and that was with the help of the nurse,” he told the Daily Mail.
“The last available skin for surgery was on my shoulder,” he explained. “So they replaced the temporary flap with that. All my other skin had to be used for grafts or was scarred.”
“Having my bottom and top lip done at the same time like this was a world first. It’s one piece of skin, and it was like if you imagine placing a bag in your mouth and then sewing around the edges. After the original operation, I had to have them every three or four months.”
Looking at his father, and how different he was, Sam was afraid to approach closer to him, but Lucy found a way to explain to him why his dad looked like that, which wasn’t easy as Sam was just two years old at the time.
After spending months at the hospital Alex could finally go home. The good thing was that doctors managed to save the elbow of his right arm which allowed him to have a prosthetic and be able to use his arm. Eventually, he could speak again as his lip surgery was a huge success.
“That one elbow is his whole independence,” Lucy said.
“I had to relearn everything,” Alex added. “From learning to eat, drink, put my clothes on, to learn to use a prosthesis, and to self propel a manual wheelchair.”
Today, Alex is involved in a number of tech projects which help ease the lives of disabled people. Among the rest, he has tested solar-powered, battery-assisted four-wheeled handles which have been designed by masters students at Southampton University.
Despite his condition, he’s living a quality life and is doing a lot of things, such as kayaking and climbing. In 2019, he climbed one of Africa’s tallest mountains using a specially adapted buggy.
“Since becoming an amputee, I’ve been fortunate enough to try out a number of training methods to keep my fitness up, working with physios and visiting the Help for Heroes training facilities,” he shared with Sports Management.
“I’ve had first-rate guidance, but nothing has been as effective as EMS training, especially in such a short space of time.
“It’s amazing how the machine helps me to engage muscles I haven’t felt since I lost my arms and legs,” he added.
“I feel stronger in training, daily life tasks are easier, and I’ve gained greater confidence that I can take on these challenges.”
His Wild Wheelchairs Project, besides helping improve the lives of disabled people, raises money to finance the construction and operation of a wheelchair manufacturing facility in Ethiopia.
Alex is also a motivational speaker who is happy with his life.
“I’ve lived more of a life in the past four years than I did in the previous 33, and it’s made me realize how much I love Lucy and Sam,” he told Metro.
“There was so much I regretted not doing when I had arms and legs, but I am not letting that happen again. I would not change anything, not in a heartbeat.”
Sam also learned to love his dad for who he is and is proud of him.
We truly admire this brave man’s resilience. His story is proof that no matter the curveballs life throws at us, we should always do our best to end up winners.
My Husband Kept Taking Our Kids to ‘Visit Grandma’—Until One Day, My Daughter Revealed, ‘Grandma Is Just a Secret Code’
When my husband started taking our children to visit their grandmother every week, I thought nothing of it. But when my daughter let something suspicious slip about their weekly outings, I found myself trailing them one day.
I never thought I’d question my husband’s honesty until recently. See, Mike had always been a dependable partner and an incredible father to our two kids, Ava, seven, and Ben, who had just turned five. But lately, he’d been acting strange.
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My husband was an amazing and present father to our children. He played hide-and-seek in the backyard with them, attended school plays without complaint, and was the kind of dad who always had time for one more bedtime story.
So I didn’t think twice when he started taking the kids to “visit Grandma,” his mother, every Saturday morning. His mom, Diane, had always doted on our kids. She baked cookies with them, taught them how to knit, and even let them “help” with her garden.
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After losing her husband a year ago, Mike seemed determined to ensure she wasn’t lonely, and I admired that about him. They’d gotten closer since, and for months he’d visit her with the children on Saturdays.
But then… little things started bothering me.
For starters, my mother-in-law (MIL) stopped mentioning the visits. We usually spoke at least once a week, and she’d always gushed about the kids.
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But when I casually asked if she enjoyed seeing them so regularly, there was an odd pause. “Oh, uh, yes. Of course, sweetie,” she replied, but her voice had a weird edge like she wasn’t telling me the whole story. I chalked it up to grief.
Maybe she was struggling more than I realized.
Then there was Mike’s insistence that I stay home. “It’s bonding time for my mom and the kids, plus you need a break and some time to yourself, Amy,” he’d say, pulling me close for a quick kiss. “Enjoy a quiet house for once.”
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He wasn’t wrong—I loved the peaceful mornings—but something about how he avoided eye contact when I offered to tag along made me wonder. I should’ve trusted my gut.
One crisp Saturday morning, Ava came rushing back inside after Mike and Ben were already settled in the car. “Forgot my jacket!” she called out, her ginger curls bouncing as she darted past me.
“Don’t forget to behave at Grandma’s!” I teased, ruffling her hair as she grabbed her coat. She froze mid-step and turned to me, her face serious. Then she said something I could never forget…
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My daughter paused mid-run, giving me a strange look.
“Mommy,” she whispered, like she was sharing a secret, “Grandma is just a SECRET CODE.”
I blinked, my heart skipping. “What do you mean, sweetheart?”
Ava’s cheeks flushed, and her eyes widened. She quickly glanced in the direction of my husband outside, like she’d already said too much. “I’m not supposed to tell,” she mumbled, then bolted outside before I could ask anything else!
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I stood there in the doorway, watching them get ready to drive off, my mind racing. Secret code? What could that mean? Was Mike lying about where he was taking them? My stomach churned as I imagined the possibilities. Was “Grandma” a code for something he was hiding—or someone else?
I needed answers, and it was now or never. Without thinking, I grabbed my purse and keys, my hands shaking as I did so. Mentally canceling my plans for the day, I decided to follow them secretly.
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Mike’s car took an unexpected turn, one that definitely wasn’t toward Diane’s house!
I trailed behind, careful to keep my distance. My pulse quickened when he pulled into the parking lot of a quiet park on the other side of town. From my spot a few rows back, I watched him get out with our children, holding their hands as they approached a bench under a large oak tree.
Then I saw her…
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A woman, maybe in her late thirties, with auburn hair tied back in a loose ponytail, was waiting near the bench. She held the hand of a little girl—maybe nine years old, with the same hair color.
My chest tightened as I watched the little girl break into a grin and sprint toward Mike, who knelt to scoop her into his arms like he’d done it a hundred times before! Ava and Ben giggled as they joined the older girl, the three of them playing while my husband spoke to the woman.
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I couldn’t just sit there! My anger and the need for answers burned in my chest! But my legs felt like jelly as I stepped out of the car and approached them, my heart pounding in my ears. Mike’s face paled the moment he saw me.
“Amy,” he said, standing so quickly the woman flinched. “What are you doing here?”
I folded my arms, willing my voice not to shake. “I think I should be asking you that. Who is she? And who is that little girl?”
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Before he could answer, Ava and Ben spotted me and came running, calling out, “Mommy,” with the little girl in tow.
“Honey, could you guys please go and play on the swings while Mommy and I talk?” Mike said, intercepting the children, who quickly turned back to the playground.
The woman looked away, her face pale. My husband ran a hand through his hair, his mouth opening and closing like he couldn’t decide where to start. Finally, he gestured for me to sit down. “We need to talk,” he said quietly.
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The woman introduced herself as Hannah, and the girl was Lily—her daughter. As Mike began explaining, my stomach twisted in knots.
Years before he and I met, he had a brief relationship with Hannah. When she found out she was pregnant, he panicked.
“I wasn’t ready to be a dad,” he admitted, his voice thick with guilt. “I told her I couldn’t be involved. It was… the worst decision I’ve ever made.”
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Hannah raised Lily alone, never asking Mike for help. But a few months ago, they ran into each other at a coffee shop. Lily, now old enough to start asking questions, had learned about Mike and wanted to meet him.
Hannah had been hesitant and worried about disrupting his family life, but Mike insisted on building a relationship with his daughter.
“And the kids?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why involve Ava and Ben without telling me first?!”
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Mike hesitated, rubbing his temples. “I didn’t know how to explain it. I was afraid you’d be angry—or worse. I thought it would be better to ease them into it first. I know it was wrong, Amy, but I just… I didn’t want to lose you!”
I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs! He’d lied to me! He’d taken our kids to meet a sister they didn’t even know they had, while I was left completely in the dark. But as I looked at Lily, who was now playing tag with Ava and Ben, something inside me softened.
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This wasn’t about Mike’s betrayal—it was about a little girl who wanted to know her father. I told him we’d finish our conversation at home, introduced myself properly to Hannah, and then said goodbye to all the children before driving back home to mull things over.
That night, my husband and I had the longest conversation of our marriage, while the kids were actually at Grandma’s place, sleeping over for the night. I yelled, I cried, and I demanded to know why he thought lying was the answer.
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He listened, apologizing over and over, his voice breaking as he admitted how much he regretted his choices. Mike also confessed that Diane knew about Hannah and her daughter, and agreed to cover for him on the days he took the children to see Lily.
My MIL had warned him not to keep it a secret from me, but he’d believed that he could tell me in due time. It wasn’t easy, but I started to see the situation for what it was: a man trying to make amends for a mistake that had haunted him for years.
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The next morning, I asked him to invite Hannah and Lily over. If they were going to be part of our lives, I needed to meet them properly. When they arrived, Lily was shy at first, clinging to her mother’s side.
But since we’d already fetched Ava and Ben, they ran up to her like old friends, and soon the three of them were sprawled on the living room floor, building a tower of blocks! I won’t lie, the sight warmed my heart. Children somehow had that superpower over me.
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Hannah and I sat at the kitchen table, awkward at first but eventually settling into an easy conversation. She wasn’t the enemy I’d imagined in my head. She was a single mom who had done her best for her daughter, and now she just wanted Lily to have the family she deserved.
It’s been a few months since that day, and while it hasn’t been perfect, our family is stronger for it. Lily comes over every weekend now, and Ava and Ben adore her! Mike and I are working on rebuilding the trust that his secrecy broke, but I’m proud of the progress we’ve made.
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Sometimes life doesn’t go as planned. What started as a story of suspicion and betrayal became one of forgiveness and second chances. And now, every Saturday, we all go to the park together—no secrets, no lies, just family.
A happy couple at the park | Source: Midjourney
In a similar but different tale, a wife discovered her husband had a second secret phone and when she read his messages, she found something that eventually led to the end of their marriage.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.
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