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Retracing a Happening
Retracing a happening Afternoon at the big hospital, far from home I sat on my bed wearing a new pajama; tomorrow, the surgery. From my window I could see the zoo and cable cars going overhead so punters could admire animals from above; but think if a car fell into the tiger enclosure. I had a packet of fags in the bedside drawer, thought of sneaking into the loo, but someone had removed the packet and lighter too. I was in a strange mood, like I had hypnotized myself and not me who sat on the bed like a lamb that knows nothing of the morrow. A brisk nurse came gave me a pill and a glass of water, when I awoke my throat was sore, but they wouldn´t give me water and I hated those who had done this to me. Three days later, a day in May, they let me go. Dressed in shorts, open necked shirt I took a taxi to the bus terminal. Driver helped me out of the car, and I made slow progress up some steps to the ticket office. A woman came helped me to find the right bus and she carried my bag. Must have fallen asleep when I woke up the bus had arrived to my home town and took a taxi to the local hospital where the trek began; my car was there but I could not drive it, chest too sore and I worried about the stitches. A neighbour looked after my dog feed and let her into the house at night. The dog knew I was near so I took another taxi home. glad to see me, she knew I was ill and didn´t jump up and she slept in the doorway of the bedroom making sure that no harm came to me.
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