Troubled by unknown skin disease for weeks. Too lazy to see a dermatologist. Only go to clinics in the neighborhood, seeing doctors of non-specialty in dermatology. Symptoms have not been alleviated. Itching continued.
Finally went to an expert today. Feel differently. Prescription smells highly professional. Hope it will taste the same.
Will fly to Russia tomorrow. May the medication work. Or my trip to Russia will be a hell.
Thursday, September 8, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Heartbeats
Ultrasound
Waiting outside the ultrasound room of the clinic. Waiting for a sign, a sign of event—either of happening or of non-happening. Waiting for a verdict, one that concerns life and death.
Does faith or prayer have any place in a waiting like thus? The mind stops working, all sounds strike mute.
Waiting for a sign, a sound. A sound at the ultra level. An ultrasound of heart that beats, and will keep beating our hearts.
Just beat, please!
Does faith or prayer have any place in a waiting like thus? The mind stops working, all sounds strike mute.
Waiting for a sign, a sound. A sound at the ultra level. An ultrasound of heart that beats, and will keep beating our hearts.
Just beat, please!
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