A week back in this awful place and I’ve lost my ability to hold decent conversations and proper utterance with people. My reasonable traits for tolerance towards annoying sounds and despicable behavior of people have massively decreased (which greatly endangers the life threatened); however am totally not offended by what should be offensive smells (well, at least according to our doctor) in some cases in the hospital and these rare clutters in this room of mine.
Earlier today I accidentally scratched my skin on some rusty nail that came out of nowhere and the first thing I thought of was whether I’ve completed my tetanus immunizations and tried to mentally locate which of the nearest ER will have tetanus shots in store in case anything went wrong. I then washed and soaped the wound meticulously, and almost bandaged what was a superficial wound. God help me I’m turning into a freak.
Am so feeling Radiohead’s Creep.
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