X-ray, bed

They brought an x-ray machine to my bed today. I didn’t even know such a thing was even possible. And what does it mean? Save me the trouble? Worried about all those tubes in me? Honestly don’t know.

That was not today, nor was yesterday… when I went home. I cant tell you the happiness even though I spent a good deal of my first night spitting up.  But in the end I was able to sleep in my bed. I want to die in that bed, some twenty years later at least.