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I lay there on one elbow on the ground, trying to get control of my mind and what was happening within it. Everything surrounding me seemed to hum, and my body as well. The fuzziness in my face became more intense and my vision so restricted that it became like a tunnel. The buzzing in my ears grew much louder and I became more fearful (fearful may not be the right word, as I believe my body was going into shock). As I tried to regain self-control, I focused my concentration on the grassy ground before me, but it did nothing to expel the alarm; instead, I snapped past that moment of normal hearing to experience, once again, my friend’s jumbled words.
Oct 22nd 2007, I was on a hunting trip with family and friends in Idaho. I went on an ATV ride with my step mother’s best friend of 30 years. We went up on a mountain ridge elk hunting. After exploring and not seeing anything we went down a trail and found that it just ended. We needed to turn around. As Dory was turning around, the ATV got stuck in reverse and we went right off the cliff. We went down 100 feet and I became stuck under a dead tree that caught our fall. Dory ended up in the same place as myself but had passed away on impact.
In April 2017, I was preparing to drive roughly 7 hours to my prior state of residence to get tattooed by my tattoo artist. It was the day Gorillaz tickets went on sale, and I bought myself a VIP ticket to their tour. That's one of the last memories I can trust as having happened. I remember loading the car and hitting the road with my dog around noon. I remember driving north across the state border and seeing a sign with the number of road fatalities so far that year. That was Friday.
I was 10 days overdue on my due date to have my baby and nothing was progressing. My doctor scheduled me for that next morning and they started me on Pitocin to induce labor. I was doing fine at first, then the pain was getting worse so they gave me an epidural block. I was doing fine with that for most of the day, but was not progressing much with dilation. My doctor was starting to tell me I probably was going to have a C-section. I was not happy with that.
In college I was introduced by some friends to marijuana. One night we were sitting in a dorm room, and I smoked hash for the first time. And I suddenly felt like I zoomed up out of this reality like an airplane flying straight up out of the clouds.
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