Saturday, March 2, 2013

Poison?

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Most of you honestly can't tell poison from illness.  If you have been poisoned, the only thing you might have some contact with would be alcohol.  But that is a little different.  I can tell what going through a poisoning is like, I do know the difference.  Last night, during my sleep, I realized I had ingested poison.  What kind, or where I got it, I have no idea.  My sleep was shallow, and I had... problems.  I could sense... what... my liver? filtering something through.  It must have been a relatively mild dose, if even that strained the system.  I ended up getting enough rest, and my body filtered it well enough.  I'm going to have to be a bit more careful from now on, about everything.  Very careful.  Am I kidding or just writing bits for a story?  Nope.  It was real.  Could it have been some sort of accident?  Possibly, if... I have my doubts.  Who uses poison these days?  Who has always used poison?  (that last is the probable answer, in question form)

Today is a day off.  I am still not feeling the best from most of last week and whatever it was that I went through last night has left me a little weaker.  I have a beastly week ahead, if I am going to make the appointment AND three swims.  Oh, I'll do it.  But I do need to get rested up and get back to early morning rises.  Today was not an early rise, if I had to sleep a little longer to make up for... the episode last night.

Later.

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