Sunday, September 25, 2005

I MADE A MISTAKE


Oh boy. I have been following WME orders, taking the meds the higher ups tell me to take, and last night I took what I thought was my Lunesta. I realized after I had taken it that I had accidentally taken an Ambien, which is exactly the same drug except that the patent for Ambien is up soon and so Lunesta is the one to push, so Merck and the gang can rake it in, obviously. Who do you think signs our weekly paychecks? (Well, one of those guys, or the government, I don't know, whatever).

So last night I had trouble sleeping, maybe the Ambien was old, but I think when I realized my mistake, I panicked. Started pacing. Maybe I should have taken a Lunesta, but I was afraid to take another dose of a sleeping pill. Restless night sleep.

Today, I went to the blood donor place to give platelets. My weight is always fine, just on the line to donate, my blood pressure is low (probably all of the drugs), and my iron is always very, very high. I eat my body weight in meat every day, and I have a wildly high iron count. Also twice as many platelets as the average person. The average count is in the 240-ish range, mine is in the 460 range (again, probably a mutant because of all of the WME's testing on us). ANYway I have been donating platelets for over year. It just makes me feel good to help.

Today the nurse came to me as I was settling into my chair, all hooked up and ready to donate, when she told me my iron count was too low and I was being turned away. She began to unhook me, carefully coiling up the tubing, not looking at me.


I asked, somewhat plaintively, "What do you mean? My iron is fine, how could this be? There must be a mistake!"

I realized as I was sputtering my confusion, I looked at this nurse. I had never seen her before. Her smile was ice.

"I'm so sorry, Wild," she answered, then her eyes went utterly flat. "Perhaps you didn't get enough sleep last night. That can deplete iron. And you cannot help others when you have not had enough sleep."

I suddenly felt nauseated. Somehow they knew. I could almost smell Chertoff and Eudaimonia on the premises. I looked at the man across from me, all hooked up, no problems. Usually they hover over new people, and I had never seen him donating before. He stared back at me, the same flat look on his face.

I MADE A MISTAKE!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

1 Comments:

Blogger Wild Bill said...

good god, people say its spam, but I tell you, this guy is from the WME enforcer team. Please let word verification help me stay hidden from them.

10:27 AM

 

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