Morphine

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

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