A visit to the podiatrist today was a mixed blessing. The wound I have been nursing for months is healing well. Oxygen treatments and diligent care are paying off. But a long talk with the doc enlightened me to something I had been desperately not hearing. Many of the conditions I have been living under, I have been addressing with …
So, it went like this…
My last week in the nursing home, I finally ran out of – well- everything. My roommate, who had up until then been quiet, had his medication changed at the insistance of his ignorant, goatfucking inbred slumcrawling family. This made him miserable- and loud. All night, every night he would cry out to God. “Oh Lord! My God! Your God! …