Sunday, July 31, 2022

I had surgery for some reason. It was a success but an unexpected outcome was that it made me ambidextrous. The doctor performed a sort of strength test on my arms and was dubious, but I felt it. I returned to the surgical theater, thinking I was meant to stay there. A woman was having a procedure that involved an IV connection to a dead baby, possibly her unborn fœtus. I was suddenly aware of how inappropriate it was for me to be there. I tried to exit but got stuck in a tangle of cables and stands set up for filming the event.