#cw-medicalhorror
Whoever Invented Sopor Pillows Should Have Their Thinksponge Extracted And Studied. Think Of What Other Wonderful Inventions We Could Milk From Such A Brilliant Troll Straight From The Source With The Right Technology. #positive #cw-medicalhorror
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Every time I say "I quit the Felt!" I get a raise. That raise being another procedure to eek out that free will from my pan. #CW-MedicalHorror
I keep being told that I said things I do not remember saying. That is probably normal now. I asked the mediculler if the pan does that after too much work. He said yes, but he used more words than that. I did not like the words. They made a shape I could recognize, but not hold. Like wet paper. You pick it up, and it becomes smaller and worse. I asked what it meant when I remembered the wrong thing. He asked me what I meant by wrong. That was not helpful. I remember eating this morning. I remember it clearly. There was a bowl. There was a spoon. I set both of them beside the ablution trap bec...Read more
There is a problem with my blood. I noticed it after using the ablution trap. The seam around my cranial plate had become damp again. I assumed the stitches were leaking old blood from the operation, so I pressed a cloth against them. The cloth came away lime. Not rust. Lime. I rinsed it beneath the faucet. It remained lime. I checked my reflection in the refresher. Perhaps the lighting was wrong. Perhaps the cloth had been stained beforehand. I pricked my fingertip with a sewing needle. Rust. That made sense. Then something warm crawled out of my audio ducts. ...Read more