"Well, Crystal, I have some good news and some bad news."
I look up at the Doctor from my hospital bed, anxious for him to spit it out, good or bad.
"The good news is, your finger* has healed fine. The surgery was a success and there are no traces of the bacteria anywhere in your system."
That is good news, but I don't smile or reply, remembering that he said there was bad news.
"The bad news is, well, while you were under, we decided to take some moles to biopsy..."
Uh-huh.
"Well, we've diagnosed you with skin cancer."
*the surgery in question was the amputation of most of right ring finger to eliminate the spread of the flesh eating disease.
posted by crystal at 12:25 p.m.
3 Comments:
how clear are your dreams crystal?
mine are normally pretty foggy.
jef
Well, jef, they're all different, but I'd say in general, they're usually pretty clear. Sometimes, I go on with a "memory" of something that never actually happened, but I'll never find out it was just a dream unless I say to someone "remember...?" and they have no fucking clue what I'm talking about. Sometimes they're foggy, and I wake up remebering that I dreamt something, but no details. Sometimes, it's perfectly clear, but I still don't remember it.
Also, I seem to have different "tyes" of dreams. Sometimes, I'm an observer in the background, watching my life play out like a movie (those ones sometimes come true), and other times I'm there in the dream, experiencing it as if it were real (those ones I tend to write about more here, as they are usually the easiest to remember). Sometimes, I even fell like I'm awake and travelling, like some sort of astral projection.
"types"
feel
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