I am in here.
HE drowsed and was aware of silence heaped Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls; Aqueous like floating rays of amber light, Soaring and quivering in the wings of sleep. Silence and safety; and his mortal shore Lipped by the inward, moonless waves of death. Someone was holding water to his mouth. He swallowed, unresisting; … Continue reading The Death-Bed
And I am starting to get edgy, unsettled. I’ve been too quiet these past few days to suit me. I think this means that recovery is nearly complete. I’ve driven my car by myself, and am getting ready to get the J-tube out on Monday. I will be a self-sufficient human being at that point, … Continue reading Friday night again
And here I sit blogging. About what? About the fact that I’m off of tube feeds for the first time since the operation! I’ve been getting a substantial amount of my nutritional needs taken care of by a mysterious pump I used to get hooked up to every night that would dribble some brown stuff … Continue reading Friday night
So where I was on Friday: getting the fluid around my left lung removed or aspirated or whatever they call it. So my left lung bottom re-expands. Now, you medical people know that this means I started to cough (which is normal) for the next 2 or three hours (which is not normal). This disturbed … Continue reading Lungs on Friday
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