This morning I was admitted to the hospital which is located on the grounds of the prison...
The hospital has one doctor who's assigned to it along with about ten nurses who are divided up into three shifts. It's a small staff overall, who have to cover about 40 beds.
Right now, I'm in my own room. The doctor thinks it's a staph infection. My right leg is hideously swollen, especially around the knee cap. I can barely walk. The pain is awful.
For now, I am handwriting my journal on a lined, yellow "Legal" pad. Later, when I leave here and return to my cell, and to my trusty typewriter, I will re-write this entry and any others I manage to pen while I'm here.
I'm too weak to say more. I need to rest. However, I cannot believe the quiet. I'm now in a smoke-free, noise free environment. Amazing! It feels as if I have stepped into another world.
D.B.
Right now, I'm in my own room. The doctor thinks it's a staph infection. My right leg is hideously swollen, especially around the knee cap. I can barely walk. The pain is awful.
For now, I am handwriting my journal on a lined, yellow "Legal" pad. Later, when I leave here and return to my cell, and to my trusty typewriter, I will re-write this entry and any others I manage to pen while I'm here.
I'm too weak to say more. I need to rest. However, I cannot believe the quiet. I'm now in a smoke-free, noise free environment. Amazing! It feels as if I have stepped into another world.
D.B.
