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Monthly Archives: March 2007
day
It’s windy and blue outside. Storm windows rattle, and the sky shines like a 56 Chevy–a bright and heavy blue that looks more like enamel than paint. Through it the sun’s light has a clarity it doesn’t have on most … Continue reading
Slept late
So much for my doctor’s appointment. Hope my elbow gets better without him. Got up at 10:30 AM, canceled the appointment, and went back to bed. Just had to sleep more than I needed my elbow aspirated. Plus, nobody could … Continue reading
whining and dying
A co-worker is dying. I don’t know which is worse, a death observed, or to pass through that door in an instant—from hale and happy on one side, to whatever is on the other side faster than the click of … Continue reading
luminous awe
Kept my face off the floor, because I didn’t go to work this morning. Fear seemed the better part of valor then, at about 4:30 AM; fear of another shoulder dislocation, fear of another scene at the work place (there … Continue reading
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dying
Two seizures in a month. Dislocated shoulder both times. Cellulitis after the first one, continuing infected. The seizure threshold is dropping. Everything causes seizures now. Medication I used to take years ago without much side effect now causes a seizure … Continue reading
wasted days and wasted nights
It’s bedtime again. Nothing to show for the day. Sat around in sweats alternately elevating the cellulitic elbow, and resuming the in-sling position, which the recently-dislocated shoulder requires. The treatments are mutually counter-productive. So mostly I just ignore them both. … Continue reading