Sunday, 9 December 2012
Do you see what I see?
I've wondered a few times about them. What I would see, hear, feel, etc.
I have experience with hallucinations. Back in 2008, when I spent a month in the ICU in Halifax (with the best nurses I've ever had - plus Tara) my bed was no ordinary bed.
This is huge. This will blow you away.
My "bed" was actually part of a train.
I wasn't the conductor or anything else of importance; my bed simply became one with the train.
Here's how it went down:
I closed my eyes and my bed made a mechanical sound (you know that sound a bed makes when it's turning into a train), backed up onto the rails and linked in with the rest of the locomotive.
I opened my eyes and my bed would detach itself and come to a halt back in my room.
That train just flew.
Where's that train now? I could really use it to go home for a visit.
About birds, animals, people with heads but no bodies (ahem, Mark), invisible people, pink elephants, spiders, etc.
I draw the line at creepy stuff. That's just not okay.
Somebody needs to make a call.
Here's the plan.
If I'm seeing creepy stuff, grab the nearest knock-you-into-next-week drug and shoot it into my IV.
If there's nothing available, and you can't find a nurse to blackmail, then grab the nearest baseball bat (cause they're all over the hospital) and be ready to destroy any and all things creepy in my room.
I don't care if you annihilate the entire room. Just make sure those spiders don't crawl on my bed.
Hey, why do I hear scratching at the door? In the walls?
Wha??? How did these dingos get in my condo???
And why are they blue???
Wait, am I hallucinating now?