
Woken by a crack of deep all-over pain,
We have a guest,
I sat on the edge of the bed and rocked,
Whispering “screeeeam, screeeeam,”
Over & over,
In the dark,
While I waited,
For the meds to kick in,
Nobody sees the waiting.
This blog is written with the assistance of Claude. That’s not a footnote — it’s rather the point.

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