Hello Internet. It’s been a while hasn’t it?
I’m not dead yet, although my steady slide towards the precipice continues apace. My last entry was brimming with the same optimism that I imagine the condemned feel when there’s a call from the Governor. In the interim, though, the world decided to take a giant dump on itself and most of us are still reeling from the stench.
On a more personal note, I’ve been in hospital so often that I’m now on first-name basis with most of the Emergency Unit staff, except for what’s-his-name, obviously.
I take an exciting cocktail of medications that keep me from doing the mortal coil shuffle. However, they don’t always play nicely together and during one of those instances, I suffered a severe episode of hepatic encephalopathy. In my case, this presented as dementia, which was both horrifying and frustrating in equal parts.
If you can imagine blundering your way through a parking garage looking for your car while wearing a bag on your head, you’ll have an inkling of what it was like. I just couldn’t connect words to things in a meaningful way: the database was largely intact, but the index was corrupted.
Brains are interesting, though. They can self-repair – after a fashion – so over time, I was able to achieve some degree of coherence again. On the other hand, when I watch zombie movies now, I identify more with the undead than the protagonists. I know that feel, bro.
