Friday
Jun172005
Narcotics - The Wave of the Future
Friday, June 17, 2005 at 11:46AM
And because I am on so many of them, I shall be brief.
Jen,also is right - there was this thing. Then there was some screaming. Then there was darkness. Then there was drugs. Then there was some stuff I don't remember. Then there was drugs. Then there was a kind of emergency surgery. On my face. Then there was more drugs.
And then, boredom and bitching and internet withdrawal and begging to use my cell phone, just once, to call lovely Jen,also (these people on this island who are not surgically attached to a computer just do not understand. It's a crime.) Jen,also who I thank and also who is right - Mom is the only one here and John knows but today is Quinn's birthday and next week are final exams so no stress from my little corner of the world is to go anywhere but on me.
So now, finally, 5 days later, I am home.
With three different types of painkillers! Yay! And a rotating drug schedule and a chart to keep track with and everything!
And bruises. On my arms. And a few more bruises. On my chest. A lot of bruises. One entire leg. And then, a bruise in every pore on my face.
Also something my lovely nurse called "The Dripper" which lives on the bottom half of my face to catch all sorts of things that ... well... drip.
And it's gross. And my eyes are almost swollen shut.
But, like The 6 Million Dollar Man....
I don't think I'll be faster but some parts of me will be stronger. And maybe even cuter. As my older brother put it - "I will love you no matter how you look, but you must be devastated that you will no longer be my twin. So sad, I know I'm so handsome."
It will, however, be a little while before I know and for right now, the ice paks and the narcotics are softly crooning my name. They mix quite well with the virtual tequila and JD. Thankyouverymuch. I must rest up for a visit from a home care nurse.
I missed you guys. But now I'm home. And there're drugs. And that's as far as I'm letting my thoughts go right now.
Jen,also is right - there was this thing. Then there was some screaming. Then there was darkness. Then there was drugs. Then there was some stuff I don't remember. Then there was drugs. Then there was a kind of emergency surgery. On my face. Then there was more drugs.
And then, boredom and bitching and internet withdrawal and begging to use my cell phone, just once, to call lovely Jen,also (these people on this island who are not surgically attached to a computer just do not understand. It's a crime.) Jen,also who I thank and also who is right - Mom is the only one here and John knows but today is Quinn's birthday and next week are final exams so no stress from my little corner of the world is to go anywhere but on me.
So now, finally, 5 days later, I am home.
With three different types of painkillers! Yay! And a rotating drug schedule and a chart to keep track with and everything!
And bruises. On my arms. And a few more bruises. On my chest. A lot of bruises. One entire leg. And then, a bruise in every pore on my face.
Also something my lovely nurse called "The Dripper" which lives on the bottom half of my face to catch all sorts of things that ... well... drip.
And it's gross. And my eyes are almost swollen shut.
But, like The 6 Million Dollar Man....
Steve Austin, astronaut. A man barely alive. Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to build the world's first bionic man. Steve Austin will be that man. Better than he was before. Better, stronger, faster.....I have been rebuilt.
I don't think I'll be faster but some parts of me will be stronger. And maybe even cuter. As my older brother put it - "I will love you no matter how you look, but you must be devastated that you will no longer be my twin. So sad, I know I'm so handsome."
It will, however, be a little while before I know and for right now, the ice paks and the narcotics are softly crooning my name. They mix quite well with the virtual tequila and JD. Thankyouverymuch. I must rest up for a visit from a home care nurse.
I missed you guys. But now I'm home. And there're drugs. And that's as far as I'm letting my thoughts go right now.
Reader Comments (6)
david
enjoy the drugs while you got 'em, and heal quickly.
good thoughts your way, jen.
james.