Daily Archives August 29, 2012

Saving Face, Literally

I’ve spent the last week of my life living in a tiny room, smaller than the storage unit I rent to store old furniture in. It’s awkward shaped, small and cramped, jammed with a bad and a reclining chair, a small table, a built-in writing desk surface and shelves in a wall, and a huge door, big enough to push the hospital bed through. the bathroom is about 1/10th of the size of ours back home, and the shower is so small, a big burly guy wouldn’t even be able to turn around in there.

The toilet is really low to the ground, making standing up from it hard, and every time I sit down, I lean back too far and hit my head against the metal pipes behind it. The room is tidy but it’s not really even super clean, with water stains on the bed lighting above my head, and what appears to be liquid drips on the door that somehow never get cleaned.

They feed me, three tim...

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