The Tumour and I (Day 1): Can’t sleep, won’t sleep.

“Brrrrrrrrrrrrr wawowawowawo brrrrrrrrrrrrr” I awake to the sounds of Jakwob, that’s what I presumed. In fact, it was Brian (found out his name the next day – people I want to kill), the new patient who has a rare talent – snoring dubstep.

It’s 22.06, I’m angry, wanting it to be later. I’m not a good sleeper – oversensitive ears.

Silence becomes noise, my enemy, my rope.

I cry wolf, the nurse hurtles towards me with the pills. Secretly, I know that she knew what I couldn’t do – sleep.

I swallow pill after pill after pill after pill, and stare above at the only light in the room (see below), with open arms the sounds of Jakwob are muted and the room regains its darkness, comfort and silence.

Day one is finally over.

2 comments on “The Tumour and I (Day 1): Can’t sleep, won’t sleep.

  1. Charlotte
    May 23, 2010 at 11:08 pm #

    I want to see your hawaiian shirt!!

    Saw your comment on Pixilated Blonde!

    Charlotte xx

    The Style Rail

  2. Bitchbag
    May 24, 2010 at 11:16 am #

    I’m feeling a little shitty today, but I’ll upload a photo and link you in. Thanks for popping by xxx

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