Post 254: Put your hand up in the air, if you think you’re not a square?
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My dastardly fingers are jumping around like gibbons in their favourite part of the rainforest. They go where they bloomin’ well like ...
Post 253: More Oramorph — more able.
The pain is coming, I hear its noise,
But all I want is the drug that destroys,
I really don’t care about how this works,
I want a battle royale and let it usurp.
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With a...
Post 252: Boxing Day develops into a clock watch.
When the pills and potions are working together well and the body is feeling strong there’s nothing much to spoil the view but today’s oramorph timings have been every four hours meaning ...
Post 251: A Christmas Day visit to A&E ruined my day.
I looked at my watch and there was plenty of time sure enough, but also a message notification from Big Sis:
“Just left home, be with you soon.”
With that I stood up and said to ...
Post 250: You just can’t believe it…
First, may I wish everyone a happy, healthy and wonderful Christmas Day, full of love and laughter.
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The lead up to Christmas has been a steadily growing worry about the memories ...
