{"id":451,"date":"1996-05-23T03:23:07","date_gmt":"1996-05-23T09:23:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nachzen.net:8080\/?p=451"},"modified":"1996-05-23T03:23:07","modified_gmt":"1996-05-23T09:23:07","slug":"eyes-of-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/?p=451","title":{"rendered":"Eyes of time"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For some reason I thought today was Thursday.  I&#8217;m not really sure why.  I<br \/>\nmean, I&#8217;m not in school anymore, so the days do tend to blur together.  But I<br \/>\nwoke up this morning convinced it was Thursday.  Which brought up the<br \/>\nquestion in my mind of what happened to Wednesday (or Tuesday) because I<br \/>\nseemed to have missed a day.  But Thursday it was, or so I thought, and<br \/>\nnothing could be done about my memory.<\/p>\n<p>Actually, I woke up this morning at 6 am with a splitting headache.  Well, to<br \/>\nsay I woke up would imply that I had been asleep.  And although consciousness<br \/>\nhad not been a part of my existence up until that point, I had not been<br \/>\nsleeping well at all.  I thought when I&#8217;d gone to bed with a headache that<br \/>\nall I really needed was some rest, but the pain evidently prohibited me from<br \/>\ngetting anything like that.  So at 6, I was in way more pain than would allow<br \/>\nslumber.<\/p>\n<p>Finally, I got up and, repeating &#8220;I feel fine&#8221; to myself to keep the contents<br \/>\nof my stomach where they were, stumbled to the bathroom, where I fished out<br \/>\nthe bottle of prescription painkillers from my dopkit and downed one with<br \/>\nsome water from the sink.  Then it was back to my bed and what seemed like an<br \/>\nhour of writhing in pain, waiting for the drug to take effect.  Repeating my<br \/>\nmatra once again and hoping very hard that whatever was in my stomach would<br \/>\nnot end up on the floor, I went over to my dresser and pulled out a black<br \/>\nsock.  Then returning to my bed and laying it over my eyes, I finally found<br \/>\nrelease in sleep.<\/p>\n<p>When my alarm went off, I turned it off and continued to sleep.  Perhaps this<br \/>\nis what made me lose track of what day it was.<\/p>\n<p>In any case, I showed up at Lens Crafters for my appointment at 2 pm on<br \/>\nThursday.  Even though it was actually Wednesday.  They didn&#8217;t seem to mind.<br \/>\n The doctor saw me fairly quickly. and told me to quit complaining about<br \/>\nthings being blurry in my right eye at a large distance.  She could give me a<br \/>\nstronger prescription, but that would make my eyes have to work harder up<br \/>\nclose.  &#8220;Oh, if you put it that way,&#8221; I answered.  She even put up the 20\/15<br \/>\nline of the chart up, and although it was blurry, I could still read it fine.<br \/>\n &#8220;See?&#8221; she said, &#8220;You see better than I do.  Are you an engineer?&#8221; she<br \/>\nasked, &#8220;Engineers always come back complaining because they&#8217;re so precise.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I suppose I should call them tomorrow and tell them, &#8220;Hey, listen.  I was<br \/>\nsupposed to come in today, but I came in yesterday instead.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For some reason I thought today was Thursday. I&#8217;m not really sure why. I mean, I&#8217;m not in school anymore, so the days do tend to blur together. But I woke up this morning convinced it was Thursday. Which brought up the question in my mind of what happened to Wednesday (or Tuesday) because I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-451","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nonclassified-nonsense"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/451","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=451"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/451\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=451"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=451"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=451"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}