Tuesday, February 7, 2012

A Bad Move

Out of desperation, I take the antihistamine in the morning. Drowsiness sets in, with that particularly chemical feeling spreading over me.  I do battle, with more tea, some poetry.  But the words remain literal, stolid.  They plant themselves outside the fog, while from the inside I peer out, trying to blink away oblivion.


Denise | Chez Danisse said...

I avoid them as much as I can, but sometimes there is need. I hope tomorrow is clear.

G. Rudner said...

Fighting the bug on this end as well. Feel better soon.

Anonymous said...

The pressure was firm as the Dentista opened the gum to remove the tip of the root on tooth number three.The coordination of the docter with her assistant,the rhythm of their Spanish,evoked a sense of calm.The timeless scene of a caregiver with her patient. Get well Cha Sen.