Tequila/Monk

If someone said something weird when they died, it was probably me

August 22, 2016

I’m beginning to think that if someone says something weird when they died, it was probably me.

I got very sick again late this afternoon, and my body felt so heavy that all I could do was lay down. A few hours later I found myself in a hospital (I think), where a woman had just come into a room and was talking to me, something about “telling my story,” I think. I also think she was saying something like, if I told my story, either I would get paid, or people would learn about me, and whatever she said, it meant that I could get better care ... I think she was referring to a “private facility.”

Whatever she was saying didn’t matter too much to me, because I was pretty out of it, and little did I know, but I was about to die. I started to say something about my current situation, not the person I was in the facility but the person I am here behind the typewriter, and she didn’t seem to know how to make sense of what I was saying.

Just as I said those things to her that must have seemed incoherent, I stumbled to the ground. Then I began coughing up some sort of fluid. Soon after this I collapsed to the ground.

“I” was still in the room when a doctor finally came in. When he looked at this body on the ground he said, “What’s on his leg? There,” he said, pointing at the left leg on the body.

He began examining that leg when I woke up here in bed.

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