Going through treatment of Hepatitis C, I suspended reality.
My world became a rabbit hole. More like a depressed Bugs Bunny than Alice.
Only my husband Spanky, the psychiatrist and the research nurse could check on me. But frequently I pulled the hole in on myself and stayed there. It was kinda weird. I felt safe from others but not my crazy mind. I couldn’t close the rabbit hole fast enough to keep out my mind. Sometimes I felt like I was watching the world through a window but I couldn’t remember what happened that day.
Memories of coming out of a bar when the sun is still bright, eewww.
I used to wonder if other study patients felt the same as me. I would watch in the waiting room. But they weren’t giving up their secrets. Each traveling with his own rabbit hole.
|Rabbit Hole||Urban Dictionary|
Alice in…Metaphor for the conceptual path which is thought to lead to the true nature of reality. Infinitesimally deep and complex, venturing too far down is probably not that great of an idea.
- NIH investigators discover new gene that affects clearance of hepatitis C virus (nih.gov) This could give us more information about how our bodies get rid of the new HEP C study drugs. Or not.