this is reality, however grim: our journey's end

[perlmonger]

Yesterday the vision in my right eye started improving. I’d been in a maybe-it’s-just-possible-there’s-some-vision-there-but-it-might-be-wishful-thinking state for a few days before, but this is now a definite perception of shape and form somewhere through the shimmering blackness of my visual field. Not really sight as such, but at least a wave in the right direction.

The downside of this is that my brain seems to be interpreting its strange, veiled, new input as a trigger for a vague nausea. Though that might just be a natural reaction to my continuing and, indeed, ever increasing existential alienation.

Who can say? I think I’ll blame Hazel Blears.

Comments

[purple-peril.livejournal.com]

Hurrah! And boo :(
But definitely more hurrah :)

[nerdware.livejournal.com]

Those nagging choirs of memory, the tubes and wires worming from their flesh to machinery I would have to cut....