I haven't even been here that long and I'm going stir-crazy. It's so boring here, but I guess that's better than it being to exciting, right? Earlier, the doc let me 'walk' around the hospital. Actually, hobble is more appropriate. Instead of using a wheelchair, like he wanted, I used a crutch. Yes, singular. I used my left arm to hold it, and kind of hobbled my way around. Luckily, it was my left leg that had been broken. Some of the looks I got...were priceless. I wonder what went through that one old woman's mind when she saw a teenager who was missing an arm, had a broken leg, and was using only one crutch. Other than that, I haven't been allowed outside of my room.
So, let's see, I'm going to be here a while. I might as well tell you all about the Pathways. I'll split it into three parts, as there are only three sections of it that I saw. In my next post, I'll start with the first part of it.
In other news:
- The whispering's back, or maybe it was always there and I hadn't noticed it. Oh well, it's only annoyinng.
- The doc keeps checking to see if I'll agree to the prosthetic/replacement procedure. I'm still not sure if I trust it.
- I haven't had any visitors...yet. I'm hoping that, if I get any at all, they will be civilized people who won't attempt to kill me. If there are any friendly people who want to visit me, go to the hospital and tell reception that you're there for 'Dr. Jack Goodfellow.' (I really think he's lost it by going by that name) You'll then be lead to an empty room, be searched by Jack for any weapons (including azoth of any kind), then (if you pass the search) be lead to my room. Where you'll see the one-armed freak in all his glory! That sounded better in my head than it did typed. Oh well.
Until The Next,