Keira, Interrupted (Part Two)

This is not a neat, linear-type story, because during the past month my mind has not functioned in a neat, linear-type way. In turns I disbelieved in time, in my senses, in laws of physics, and ultimately in reality itself. I learned that almost all my fears were subservient to the ultimate fear of total mental shutdown. In turns I was utterly fearless in the face of death, of bodily discomfort, of losing friends and family. Sometimes I cringe when memory returns. I did what?!? That actually happened?
I heard a pot of stew boiling in the hospital, someone go and stir the stew!
The best thing in the entire world (or heaven) is the loving smile of a beloved child, if you can slow it down to infinity.
I could be processing these few weeks for the rest of my life.
In the mental hospital, I came to grips with my changed mouth, my face sunken for a spell, then I blew out my cheeks again and allowed myself to drool a little bit in my sleep when necessary. And I'll never have to have my wisdom teeth out again. Hallelujah!
I most certainly will never take those little blue pills, those anti-swelling meds ever again, and I'll certainly be cautious when taking any sort of prescription drugs from now on. Because it might not take a lot to tip an eccentric mind over to the side of insanity.
But here I am only a few weeks after shocking behaviours and beliefs, and I am in many ways my old self again, only the old self who has walked through a fire. And me barely burned, since there were angels in the fire with me: my family. They shielded me from the worst burns, took my pain as their own.
There were even several strangers who helped me out. To the kind but unfamiliar eyes that met mine when I was a frightened little animal, I thank you. You have the most beautiful eyes in the universe - they cut through my fear and my delusions.
So I emerge shakily from the fire. My skin's a bit raw, I get tired easily, I cry little bits at a time, but often. It's a wonderful thing to feel hunger again, to laugh and smile, to sing. To write!!!