morphine, 1 am.
The thing about morphine is that only the first rush feels good. The nurse inserts the needle straight into your IV line and that first flush–that first flush!–feels like something new.
It feels like change. The warmth the drug brings spreads its way throughout the entire body. The toes, the tips of the fingertips are deluded, but it is momentary relief, a roar of sudden relief.
My head clouds and I lose hours but do not sleep. I wait for choices to be made, commands to be heeded, and the next push to come.
I’m restless and drugged, as my cells move and transform, as my body hums under the weight of activity. It’s a night in the hospital, and it’s without sleep.
(Source: kelly-bergin.com)
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suckitcancer said:
I’m partial to dilaudid, but hey that’s just me. Whatever does the trick ;)
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nb808 said:
I really hope you feel better soon!!
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