The other day I went without food. “How so?” you may ask. “Are your health problems to blame?” Not quite. After several trips to clinics and multiple prickings of the arm, my doctor concluded that I am not in immediate peril. That is, in spite of my severe weight loss and the tiny, pea-sized lymph … Continue reading You May Want to Read This If You Don’t Have Anything Better to Do
Being sick has its advantages, you know, like seeing every week a playful twenty-six-year-old blue-eyed nurse. Lately I’ve made a habit of visiting the little clinic in my town to do blood tests, to exclude all infections before the doctors will let me do a lymph node biopsy. The idea was to do all tests … Continue reading Help! I’m In Love With a Nurse!
This is the love story of my pillow and I. * If on this stilly Friday night Who-I-want-to-be-with-me would be with me, I would carry her to the bathroom and lay her in the tub And after she undresses I would help her take a bath: I would soap her back and scrub it with … Continue reading Someone Whose Breaths to Count…
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