Bad day, little OBE
As I wait for the next step in my cancer treatment, I have been going back and forth between “good” days and “bad” days. Unfortunately today was a bad day. I have a certain routine I usually follow on Fridays, but today’s routine was limited to getting out of bed, realizing something was wrong, and then spending most of the day in bed.
I tried not to fall asleep because that makes it difficult to sleep at night, and in short, at one point I had the usual vibration experience, which was really more of the “sucking” sounds I’ve described as I seem to toggle back and forth between two worlds.
In the other world I was also sick, much sicker, and in a hospital bed. I spoke with a doctor, but don’t remember the conversation now. I just remember the general impressions of the hospital and doctor.
Back here, it’s 8 p.m. now, and I feel well enough to type this. I’ve learned that I need to do what I can when I feel well, so I also need to clean up a little around here, so I’m off to clean.