Post by Miss Lucy on Mar 7, 2011 13:22:39 GMT -5
Malenka Wiater
After getting my morning medicines I had asked the nurse if I would be allowed to the garden. I had figured that taking the medicines made me hallucinate, but the nurse always kept a strict eye on us so that we surely took the medicines. It was highly irritating. I had asked to be given something else but the nurse had said that hallucinations are not triggered by the medicine - they were part of my sickness. Bullshit, I say. But there was nothing I could do.
I knew, however, that being outside made me feel better. It always did. And luckily I was allowed to go outside.
I walked among the dying plants, trying to ignore the way their leaves and branches stretched to touch me. I knew they were not real, but could not refrain from kicking or slapping the branches that came too close. I knew it looked stupid.
One branch curled around my wrist. I ripped it off and said:
"Go away." I kept my voice low, knowing that it would not get so much attention that way. As usual, nothing happened. The hallucination kept on bothering me. I walked further past the hortensias, to the rosebush. I was sad to see all these plants dying without anyone caring for them. I snickered at the thought of me gardening. It reminded me of V for Vendetta. A crazie gardener... Maybe I could even get the adults to get me some gardening stuff.
Something green amongst all that dead brown and grey caught my eye. There was a little seedling at the roots of the rose bush. I knelt down and started to bend the surrounding branches. The seedling would die without light.
Finally I had bent the branches well away from the seedling. I had totally forgotten about any hallucinations.
After getting my morning medicines I had asked the nurse if I would be allowed to the garden. I had figured that taking the medicines made me hallucinate, but the nurse always kept a strict eye on us so that we surely took the medicines. It was highly irritating. I had asked to be given something else but the nurse had said that hallucinations are not triggered by the medicine - they were part of my sickness. Bullshit, I say. But there was nothing I could do.
I knew, however, that being outside made me feel better. It always did. And luckily I was allowed to go outside.
I walked among the dying plants, trying to ignore the way their leaves and branches stretched to touch me. I knew they were not real, but could not refrain from kicking or slapping the branches that came too close. I knew it looked stupid.
One branch curled around my wrist. I ripped it off and said:
"Go away." I kept my voice low, knowing that it would not get so much attention that way. As usual, nothing happened. The hallucination kept on bothering me. I walked further past the hortensias, to the rosebush. I was sad to see all these plants dying without anyone caring for them. I snickered at the thought of me gardening. It reminded me of V for Vendetta. A crazie gardener... Maybe I could even get the adults to get me some gardening stuff.
Something green amongst all that dead brown and grey caught my eye. There was a little seedling at the roots of the rose bush. I knelt down and started to bend the surrounding branches. The seedling would die without light.
Finally I had bent the branches well away from the seedling. I had totally forgotten about any hallucinations.