Okay, the testing’s over and done with, finally. It looks like everything’s back to normal for me, or whatever I can approximate as such now.
It’s funny. Once you get the cure, and see the world right-side up again, things look different. Not better or worse, really, but substantially different than they had previously. I wish Anna was still here, of course. It’s strange and painful to think about what happened, there. At the same time, though, I really was losing it. I look back at the old posts I made here and I realize I was in a bad place then, dragged into chilly waters. It’s been a weird few months, for myself and for—well, the doctor thinks it’s unhealthy for me to talk about those who shouldn’t be anything to me anymore. Who never really were. When I close my eyes they seem so much like they’re still here.
One thing I expect people to ask is whether conflict was manufactured, given everything the doctors have found out. The answer is of course not.
I’m so tired. I’ll write more later. For now, I really should rest up.
November 10, 2008 at 10:53 am |
Golly, I’m happy you’re out of the testing.
I’d ask what exactly happened there, but I know you’ll tell us when the time comes.
I’d just like to offer support because I myself have been through a great deal of scientific testing.