Relations,
I have decided to go with the title, Captain's Log, followed by the date of a communique when I share an entry from one of my journals. I like the way that sounds. The following entry was chosen randomly and is unedited. This is an entry dated...
...12 September 2008.
I'm in dreadful pain. Took 2 at 0055. Was in the really fucked up pain that woke me. Or was it that very fucked up recurring nightmare or was in the pain? Or was it?.
I am without glasses as my skull and face are swollen and truly very much hurt.
It is good to be in my home on my bed to rehab. I am really blessed to be home.
Now to purge the fucking nightmare.
peace...
Long Live The Queen!
God Bless us all.
Page two of 12 September 2008
Then the left side of my face got all droopy and am unable to drink without a straw. The pain is intense - bring me to tears more than twice this morning and the afternoon.
Instruction to self - Do not take shower home alone again!
...sometime later on this 12th day of Sept. 2008...
Brenda came up with idea of wrapping gauze around the rims of my glasses so I can read now with less pain. Pain? Now I really know what pain is. Pain that I can not describe...
...new meds of a different kind and type. The type of medication I hope I'll never have to ingest again...
...whispers from Cherokee greet...
Note: This was written four days post first surgery. Wow.
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