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Blood Edition 2004
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Blood Edition 2004 |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Blood Edition 2004 by Jaime Fradera 1: I am in the hospital. The Bossy Nurse tells me I have to start my own IV. I have no idea what to do. Clumsily, awkwardly, I fumble, dropping, breaking something, and blood starts gushing from a hose. My blood is warm and sticky, smells of chlorine and dead fish, has the putrid stench of watery decay; makes me think of drowning in a heated indoor pool. The Bossy Nurse sneers, "That's blood, isn't it!" I still don't know what to do. 2: My sister is in town. She comes to see me in the hospital, invites me to go out with friends; but when I rise to go with her, a forest of IV lines restrain me. I could lose more blood. She is playing records on a sterio, stuff from the sixties and seventies. The songs follow each other in smooth, uninterrupted flow. I play another record, a documentary of Mexico narrated by my Dad. I wonder how to get more of these beautiful records ... and if he's still making them? ... Then I remember Dad is dead. I ask my sister for an explanation, but she is gone. 3: It is Night. a woman's moving in with me. Nobody asked me about this ... I can hear her in the shower, singing, humming to herself. She comes to me, cool, and moist, Smelling soapy and clean. And she is tall, and lush, Bearing her implicit promise. She tells me that she really loved that record I was playing, but I am wary of her. a caretaker? ... We've only just begun to live, White lace and promises ... A kiss for luck and we're on our way ... SC |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Now this dream is very different from the flying escapee dream. LOL, perhaps in some ways just as frightening though, if she is a care-taker rather than care-giver. |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
Ouch, those first two especially layed out such a raw kind of unusual honesty that they brought uncomfortable tears to my eyes. I like the way you do that. Painful, and I felt like it was me in the words. Always, Alyssa He was a man of sorrows |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was so explicid, I might have the same dream tonight....you've etched it in my mind...smiles Well done! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
opps, I forgot to say, same dream, but a man in my shower, no woman, OK? hugs |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
GG: This meant a lot to me. While I don't particularly need to know, nobody in a hospital situation has ever shown me how they start an IV line when they are doing it on me, and as I am blind, I can not watch them do it. Can someone describe to me how they do this? For example, how do they keep bubbles out of the line or the solution when it is being drawn? etc. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Jaime, this is a horror story to be sure! I cannot imagine a patient being told to start his own I.V.! That was far beyond professional misconduct ~ it was downright abusive! Hope that you are healed and well ~ inspite of the mistreatment. Love & Healing Light, Linda |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
I very much enjoyed this...  "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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