They got me on milk and alcohol
Well morphine which is kind of pleasant
If not something I’d indulge in too often
If at all
I like my mind the same as i like
Waterfalls
Crystal clear
Fast flow cascading
Into dragonfly filled
Kaleidoscopes of calm
Lake
Water filled with dreams and
Ideas
Thoughts
but 3 operations in one on a shoulder
Leaves you
Sore
Stoned
Nauseated
Happy
On recovery trail
Fighting and writing over
Now its writing and everything
Swimming
Writing
Reading
Walking
Pilates
Lego
Puzzles
Dreams
Watching kids grow
Colouring
One finger typing
The path robert frost pointed to
I want to explore
Eyes wide
Heart open.
Mind sponge_like to absorb
But more to think beyond
Its hard to type in pain
But its harder not to write
The keyboard is a bit high
I not allowed
Drink alcohol ( is whiskey really included its surely not)
Fight well spar but i dont mind. I excited about other projects
Disco dance ( i could shuffle)
Use my left arm at all. ( interesting being one armed)
I can
Sleep
Recover
Drink water but not whiskey did i mention bushmills are not happy
One hand type
Walk a bit, not too far frankie or you fall or get dizzy more like in opposite order dizzy then fall
Talk not too much cos i get dizzy but i talk alot now
Feck this is sore.
I met loads of new people friday in hospital and they were kind and nice and laughed and talked.
Im ramblimg now
Which is okay
Everyone should read Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine
Everyone should just read
Humanity is split in two
Readers
Or
Non readers
You dont need david Attenborough to identify either variety.
Have to stop finger is tired
Eyes wrecked
Mind altered
Memory not the mae west
If i forget someone
I can make a list
Check it twice
See whos
Naughty
Who’s
nice
(As hostess says put on your own mask first, same is true for the application of the touch of kindness to oneself, cant believe i used the word oneself , am i
Now
Proper
Posh
Refined
Civilised
Mmmmm god forbid)
Shoulder pulsing waves to remind me its there
Smile still smiling
Birds are whistling outside
Time sleep
Good night or day
(C) frankie mcgivney