Category Archives: Language

Ik Den Holi Gralen

More sunshine, less anxiety. Such is Monday so far. I prefer it to Sunday when anxiety became the all and everything of the day quite swiftly. Today I can at least square up to anxiety and say “Fuck yourself in … Continue reading

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Kicking Jim In The Scrotum’ll Fix It

For Tuesday see Monday. Weakness, fatigue and ouchy face pain plus not-so-much-with-the-breathing. So as an act of kindness to my body I cancelled the appointment I had but in doing so also asked if I could talk to them over … Continue reading

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Careful Whisper

We must whisper. Speaking too loudly will spoil things. Softly, softly speakee hopefully. No comma before ‘hopefully’ thus it is an adjective. I am feeling hopeful. I am not feeling hopeful about my sleep patterns returning to normal any time … Continue reading

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Merry Hospitations

Just as I was settling into an acceptance of being back on the respiratory ward things got frantic and changes came. One of the patients in my six bed bay was confirmed to have a rather virulent flu bug and … Continue reading

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The Weariness, The Fever And The Fret

The upside of powerful painkillers is pretty obvious – they’re quite well suited to killing pain powerfully for a while which can be a blessing when every day has pain and pain and pain. The downside of powerful painkillers can … Continue reading

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A Hunger Artist

Carry on coughing. All the way the the coffin. Alternate that with sleep which ends whenever sweating becomes too uncomfortable or the dreams of Doctor Who stuff (which I love) are interrupted by anxiety shit about losing my car or … Continue reading

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Scooby Dooby Doo, To Be Is To Do

Heavy-lidded apathy rules Saturday. It might not be apathy; I can’t be bothered to analyse myself deeply enough to know for sure. It might not even be Saturday: words are just words, they’re not genuine representations of anything. You know, … Continue reading

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