Annie Wagner Is a Hologram; or, I’m Dying
I had lunch with Annie Wagner today. Then we went to Dick’s and got chocolate milkshakes. Then, crossing Broadway, I realized in my periphery that I could only see parts of Annie. I said to her, “I have the sudden feeling you’re a hologram.” Sure enough, everything on my left side seemed partial. In pieces. Missing chunks. This happened all the way back to the office. Now I am sitting at my desk and there is definitely some weird colorful activity happening in my left periphery. And things seem missing. A floating, colorful blind spot. My right eye is fine. My left eye is clearly not fine. Am I dying? Does anyone know what this is? Was there something in my chicken club at Septieme?
If anyone out there is a doctor, please post a comment. I’m going to call my doctor if this keeps up.
Dude, I'd say you might be having a stroke and should go to the emergency room. But I know nothing of the dark and secret ways of doctors and medicine. The internet is not the best place to ask for this kind of advice.