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<description>Last night I thought I was going to die. I woke up around 3 am with a burning head. For sure this was the end. I would be gone before daybreak. But I made it to daybreak. Made it through daybreak. And continued to live after the day broke. By the time the source and substance of my existence, the every day star, was in the middle of the sky, I was on my back being examined by a dentist (not my favorite dentist--the fleshy Hungarian whose breasts bump into my face as she works on this and that tooth--but,...</description>
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<title>Comment by anne</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>Old Media reporters never shared their medical problems with readers. When people in my office share their medical problems with me, I think it's boring. But Charles your medical problems are poetic and dreamy. Thanks, you made my day.</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 16:00:28 -0800</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by dna</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>i just had my wisdom teeth out.  i remember him putting the iv in, then asking me if i felt the medicine--"no"--then i remember being told it was all over, and i got up off the table of my own accord (i think--the first minute post-deathsleep is blurry to me now).  in between i have a single flash of a memory--the image of my mouth pried open and fingers/tools poking at open, bleeding holes.  the memory of the image isn't coupled with any sense of fear, anxiety, or pain (or any physical sensation at all)--it's more like a picture than a memory, as if i had been removed from my aura.</p>]]></description>
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