As I write my dialysis machine is bleeping and thet sound is one which always makes your heart beat faster and often there is some calamity that will follow like your blood clotting or you blood pressures dropped or some such thing and hearing the sound for all of us in the unit it is one dread.
Today I’ve just been given some birthday cake with my cup of tea as it’s one of the patients birthday.
Someone always bakes a cake for birthdays and it’s a nice human touch here amongst all the endless lines of blue pumping machines and the smell of disinfectant. My three hours and fifteen minutes are spent reading writing eating what I want and sleeping.
It is only in the last four months that my brain allowed me to read.
For many months the poison and just the process of being on D stopped me reading; I had terrible migraine for months which made concentration very difficult. I used to read a huge amount of modern fiction but now I’m not in the least bit interested and all my mind seems to want is esoteric literature so at the moment I am reading a book called Infinite Potential the life and times of David Bohm one of the 21st century’s most original thinkers - A brilliant physicist explorer of consciousness friend of Einstein and enemy of the house committee on un American activities.
It’s a must for all of us on the spiritual path
Bye for now