Sunday 26 June 2011

The extra morphine has stopped most of the pain, but I can't sleep.

I tried going back to a bit of the stuff from the new pain book, but my subconscious seems to have decided that since it was so upsetting last time, it doesn't want to know now. It's completely locked down, and all I feel is a deep, abiding misery.

I'm also now terrified of my own flat. I'm scared to step out of my bedroom in the dark, for fear of what might be lurking there. Just like when I was a small child and I had to take my doll with me when I went to the toilet, to protect me.

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