October 5, 2022

Noise/Birds

The builders arrive early with the noise of birds. A scratching high pitched sound wakes me up at 8am and I curse it because now I can feel the same noise in my bones. I take my medication and wait for the prescribed half an hour of no food, no drink until I can make breakfast. Finally, gloriously, I drink my first cup of coffee. No tea today. A drill as a wake up call means my body has launched into furious action. Tea can’t cope with such things. My heart thumps whenever I hear something other than my heart. Without the meds I’d, after a long time, go into a coma. A weird prospect, to endure such a long sleep like state. But I like being awake, even if I hate being woken up.