

Misguided HopeI'm not even sure what day it is anymore. They all blur into one. It's a side effect of the morphine they're constantly pumping into me, amongst other things. Many other things I would assume, judging by the number of differently coloured tubes running into my arms, keeping me at peace and shielding me from the pain.Misguided Hope
I barely understand what they say to me now, the Doctors. I can make out the general intention behind a tut or a nod of their head, but anything more complex than that passes me by. I guess it's another side effect of the drugs. They used to make a point of telling which substance it was they were injecting into my
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