Dopey the Doc & Rasta Women
So they finally moved me out of ICU for the 1st time in 4 months to the “step down unit”.
This room they moved me to isn’t really all that bad, considering… It’s a private room, it has a TV but all I want is QUIET! Its really a shame I used to love music so much, after the radio crap, I dunno if I ever want to listen to music again.
They have taken the restraints off and are allowing me to use my arms and legs and stuff which is quite a bump up in the world. It is interesting to me the simple pleasures you can get out of life, all you need to do is be held hostage in chains for 4 months and brutalized in every way imaginable, and just the ability to scratch your own fucking head is quite liberating and enjoyable.
I was still on suicide watch though, which was irritating enough. If I never mentioned this minor issue, all it ment is they found the SLACKINASS-I-EST SLACKASS MOPES in the whole world and assigned them the “duty” of sitting around in your room with you incase you tried anything fishy. In my case they were all west-indian rasta women with cell phones who never SHUT THE FUCK UP!
At least it gave me some motivation to work on getting my voice back, so I could tell these obnoxious wastes to SHUT THE FUCK UP!
I could really I was starting to get even more irritated and riled up than I normally would. It was concerning but at the same time enjoyable as all I really wanted to do was run around machine gun.
One day, a simpleton shrink walked into my room, and asked the obvious question, “How are WE doing today”
Course I told him to fuck off and leave me alone. This asshole had the audacity after what I had been through to say to
“You HAVE to be nice to me, its in your best interest”….
If I could have stood up I would have hit the floor.
All I could get out was, “Who are you exactly and why do I have to kiss your ass?”
I desperately wanted to say “All I HAVE to do is stay black and die, mother fucker” But… since.. im not black I didn’t figure itd go over too well. /shrug
He left right away with a curiously smug grin, which I didn’t understand.
Whatever… I wanted nothing from these people but to get the fuck out as fast as possible.
This room they moved me to isn’t really all that bad, considering… It’s a private room, it has a TV but all I want is QUIET! Its really a shame I used to love music so much, after the radio crap, I dunno if I ever want to listen to music again.
They have taken the restraints off and are allowing me to use my arms and legs and stuff which is quite a bump up in the world. It is interesting to me the simple pleasures you can get out of life, all you need to do is be held hostage in chains for 4 months and brutalized in every way imaginable, and just the ability to scratch your own fucking head is quite liberating and enjoyable.
I was still on suicide watch though, which was irritating enough. If I never mentioned this minor issue, all it ment is they found the SLACKINASS-I-EST SLACKASS MOPES in the whole world and assigned them the “duty” of sitting around in your room with you incase you tried anything fishy. In my case they were all west-indian rasta women with cell phones who never SHUT THE FUCK UP!
At least it gave me some motivation to work on getting my voice back, so I could tell these obnoxious wastes to SHUT THE FUCK UP!
I could really I was starting to get even more irritated and riled up than I normally would. It was concerning but at the same time enjoyable as all I really wanted to do was run around machine gun.
One day, a simpleton shrink walked into my room, and asked the obvious question, “How are WE doing today”
Course I told him to fuck off and leave me alone. This asshole had the audacity after what I had been through to say to
“You HAVE to be nice to me, its in your best interest”….
If I could have stood up I would have hit the floor.
All I could get out was, “Who are you exactly and why do I have to kiss your ass?”
I desperately wanted to say “All I HAVE to do is stay black and die, mother fucker” But… since.. im not black I didn’t figure itd go over too well. /shrug
He left right away with a curiously smug grin, which I didn’t understand.
Whatever… I wanted nothing from these people but to get the fuck out as fast as possible.