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A 180 Degree Change in Character After such a life changing ordeal, my character took a 180 degree turnaround. Gone were the carefree, mindless days of youth; in its place was a tormenting worry. How am I going to afford all these medical bills for the rest of my life? What if something this disastrous […]
A Careless Diagnosis “It’s just a muscular cramp.” The general practitioner I saw dismissed my intense pains with a swift diagnosis. He gave me some muscle relaxing painkillers and sent me limping off. I tried to attend school the next day, but was in so much pain that I turned around and took the bus […]
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I remember thinking to myself during this period in my life, ‘if there is a hell, I am pretty sure this is how it would feel like’. You realise how nourishing a single pop of colour can be after being trapped between four blank walls for months – the view of a tree, a floral […]
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Dear Death, After the numerous visits you have paid, I am no longer startled when you knock on my door. I don’t even have to ask ‘who is it?’, the way you knock is familiar to me. Sometimes louder, at times softer, but always persistent. You like visiting at the the most inappropriate times, or […]
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It was two months of pure torture without any respite. The slightest stir, such as a gentle knock against the bed’s railing, triggered intense pain. The usual forms of comforting human contact, such as a hug or kiss on the forehead, were touches of agony. Every shift to get myself into a comfortable position was […]
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The lights in the hallway were dim. I was up in bed, forcing myself to vomit all the morphine out of my system. I wondered why some people like it; it made me feel so ill. Then a shadow appeared in the doorway, with a coat in his arms and luggage in tow. My father […]
“It’s just a muscular cramp,” said the general practitioner, dismissing my pain. His clinic was a public bomb shelter in one, and I limped out of it with some muscle relaxing painkillers. I tried to attend school the next day, but was in so much pain that I turned around and took the bus home. […]