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  • 10/21

    Another day, another Ensure. Well, not yet. Soon. It feels like there’s a bit of a gap between lunch – around 1 and dinner – around 6. So, I drink one after lunch and after dinner. This morning, Dr. Floyde (?) spoke to me. It was 630am and he was talking about some heavy stuff.… Read more

  • 10/20 Day… ? Five? Four?

    Day ? I think it’s Tuesday. Someone told me it is. Updates – It’s almost time to order lunch. No update on plastics. Don’t know that. I keep getting an ever-revolving staff picks, understandable. Checked in on my non-class class. Satisfying; my replacement is a WHOPPING 70 assignments behind. That’s 20 more than yesterday. —… Read more

  • Three palword playstyles.

    I meant to type this a while ago. But stuff happened, and now that I have some hospital time, I thought I’d push it out. The Baby Sister, Other, and I all started playing Palword. How we reacted and interacted with the game’s goals is fastly different. It’s interesting. As a kind of future note,… Read more

  • 10/19

    Still here. I haven’t heard from plastics yet, but they’ve cleared me to walk the hall with assistance. I’ve completed three full laps – yay. I know it doesn’t seem like much, but it’s crazy how much the little things matter. In hospitals, I’ve learned that it’s best to be thankful and not push to… Read more

  • 10/18

    Well, here I am. It got done. The piece that made me robotic – my spine – has been compromised. Well, more than that. It’s gone. I have one more date to add to my calendar – Oct 15. It’ll be added to the day Dad died, the day it went in, and now the… Read more

  • 10/3

    Well. I told Brats about my upcoming mutilation a couple of days ago. A spy was inserted. Someone not on the roster but in the class email was inserted. I guess that’ll be my replacement. I know it’s a couple weeks out still… well, 12 days really as of today… and wanted to give notice.… Read more

  • 9/24

    Happy anniversery to me… sort of. One year ago today, the wound on my shoulder – the one that drills all the way to the bone – is a year old. I’ve had it longer than a woman carries a child. I’ve had it longer than most modern relationships. That’s a long time for an… Read more

  • 9/20

    For a while there, I felt like I was starting to blog fairly regularly. It was at least a couple of times a week. I was thinking ahead and even have three or so posts pending from ideas that I wanted to feel out before going all in. I think I was enjoying it but… Read more

  • Shoplifting on a grand scale.

    This is a new thought in a territory I don’t know much about, so I’m going to try to piece it together. Bear with me. Shoplifting has increased. We know this. It’s driven by accidental negligence. A mom may be distracted by a child, and something doesn’t scan. Inflation and the job market mean tight… Read more

  • 8/13

    I’m a bit jaded today. Okay, a lot jaded. The meanness, stubbornness, and exceedingly critical review of – everything — including the stupid writing prompt from WordPress – is just a front for a deep well of emptiness. For desperation. I’m not exhausted – although I would prefer it. I crave the flatlined mind that’ll… Read more