Shadowy

From yesterday’s modern hospital bed to days gone by still here…the shadowy figure of a plastic water pitcher. Someone could make a fortune coming up with an idea to cheaply insulate it.
It’s Wednesday night and here I lie. I’m at the end of the hall so it’s very quiet. The IV is disconnected so I can move around without dragging the extra appendage with me. It makes it much easier to get to the necessary pitstop every now and again.
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I’m very excited to attend the amateur autopsy club I just joined. Wednesday is open Mike night.