Notice of absence from Chad Carlson
Hey everyone.
While I'm not back yet I'm throwing in an update. My surgery went well. I'm in so much pain! But hopefully the end result will be worth it. I'm fused from my shoulder blades to my tailbone. It feels about like I thought that it would. Not being able to wipe myself without a special tool is a bit disheartening. But I'll adapt.
Another shout out to Mason. He kept his word to try to include me in things. And even though I didn't participate in the fusion poems, I did appreciate the invitation. Our second battle is coming soon. And I look forward to my upcoming second loss...
I ask for everyone's opinion... I'm changing my profile picture soon. Should the new one be an X-ray of my back post surgery from the side, an X-ray of my back post surgery from the back, or a picture of my back taken last night during the wound check with the outer bandages removed?
Please let me know. Thank you for actually caring everyone.
The winner is the picture of my back scar during first wound check with outer bandages removed!
Hey everyone.
While I'm not back yet I'm throwing in an update. My surgery went well. I'm in so much pain! But hopefully the end result will be worth it. I'm fused from my shoulder blades to my tailbone. It feels about like I thought that it would. Not being able to wipe myself without a special tool is a bit disheartening. But I'll adapt.
Another shout out to Mason. He kept his word to try to include me in things. And even though I didn't participate in the fusion poems, I did appreciate the invitation. Our second battle is coming soon. And I look forward to my upcoming second loss...
I ask for everyone's opinion... I'm changing my profile picture soon. Should the new one be an X-ray of my back post surgery from the side, an X-ray of my back post surgery from the back, or a picture of my back taken last night during the wound check with the outer bandages removed?
Please let me know. Thank you for actually caring everyone.
The winner is the picture of my back scar during first wound check with outer bandages removed!
By Chad Carlson
(Please read the original Bad Dreams before this as this is a continuation of the first poem... Otherwise it won't make much sense)
The laughter has finally ceased. My eyes hold me captive. I see I'm at the bottom. The darkness has entrapped me. I survived the fall. I can't see where I'm at. I'm feeling all around me. Trying to get back. Hoping for a handle. A ladder or a rope. The only way back is up. Will to live my only hope. Fist goes to the mirror. Hand destroys the glass. I'm back in my own world. Now nothing keeps me trapped. Seven years of bad luck. Seems a worthwhile trade. Knowing now I can never look. At my eyes that will enslave
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Chad Carlson (
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