September 6, 2007
They given me a transcript of antibodies, anti- this, anti- that. What I have, what it means. I know what they are, do, mean. I keep quiet; I donít like wearing both hats at the same time. But they like not having to explain the details; it spares them the tedium of describing abstract science, spares them from having to come up with the appropriate euphemisms needed to soften the blow of a prognosis. Iím in an alternate universe now anyway, where the benignity of my past is colliding with the heartbreak of the present in one giant, cataclysmic clusterfuck.