February 3, 2003
I cannot even remember this day. My last memory was being taken to hospital and having a drip put in, badly I might add. Then sunday night, all of monday is a loss, or at least nothing but a blur. I am suffering from lost time, it will be a week before my body catches up with itself. The disorientation always gets to me. All I can remember is not being able to walk or even stand up as the painkillers had worn off and I was in a painful recovery. This is the worst its been all my life.