Sunday Night

Everything tastes like syrup or pure salt.

Ihave been hot, cold ,hungry, thirsty, puking,

headaches that would kill a grizzly. I have to ask to go pee or poo.

My body itches, my hair smells and I feel like I have sox

on my teeth when I wake up

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What a long strange week its been

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Where to begin-- hummm

therapy-- another civilized word that inflicters

of pain have assigned to their warped world.

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Look moron-- I have had pieces of my body removed with a

saw and then had those pieces replacedwith metal.

No, I cannot bend my knee any miire.. NO, I cannot

walk normal-- If I could walk normal would i be

subjecting myself to the hell you people are

putting me thru??

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Guess what asshole-- when I say I have had enough and

cannot do anymore-- LISTEN TO ME !!!

I am done at that point, and there is no more to give.

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Do you really think I am enjoying this so called life

I am having right now???

Going to the bathroom is now a spectator

sport.. I cannot bathe myself, I can't get a drink of water

without help from someone. I have been dressed 2 times

in the past 2 weeks. If I need to take a dump

I have to broadcast it to everybody that is present. When

parts of my knee were removed, they also removed ,

my dignity,modesty and humor.

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I go to beed feeling like hell and I know that

when I wake up, there will be "maybe" some minimal

improvement.

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So to all of you so called caring therapists,

do your job, ask me to do mine and

stay off of my ass. You will get nothing if you

try to bully me..Well yes you will, you will get me

pissed off and that is not going to do either of us any good

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So keep your holier than thou, smarter than the

patient attitude and march up to your local hospital and

ask them to give you the same surgery and lack of nursing

care that I have received,and then you will know the

dread that the patient feels when they see you coming

at us with a clipboard and a terminator atitude.