I worry sometimes that the woman might leave me here. That she may have forgotten me.
It's the drugs, I suppose. They induce a state of lethargy which is somehow morbid and slightly depressing. Still, on a positive note, it would not be entirely pleasant to be at home today. People do strange things on certain days of the year, holidays they …
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In which I almost worry
January 26, 2009 by 1 Comment
In which I consider Mortality
January 20, 2009 by 1 Comment
The vet was discussing tiger snakes on the phone while she fiddled with dials on my invasive tubes. I have a number of plastic tubes inserted in various places, I won't describe them as I would like to maintain some dignity.
Tiger snakes are venomous, she said, and will attack if they are disturbed or threatened. (As if I don't know). But …
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In which I realise my fame
January 20, 2009 by 5 Comments
Disconcerting realisation. I am famous.
The story of my courageous battle with the deadly tiger snake has circulated through the Veterinary Hospital staff right down to the cleaners. They all want to look at me or rather stare rudely. I'm not accustomed to this attention from those who have not been introduced to me. Presumption, I call it. …
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