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🦋 Hospital Bed
Speaking of Antonio, and thinking as always about identification with the narrator, I just want to note that Antonio's description, at the beginning of chapter 2, of his stay in the hospital reminds me very strongly of my own extended stay as a child after an auto accident -- the circumstances obviously quite different but the feeling of being kept in the bed not fully understanding what's going on around you is instantly recognizable.
I don't remember, however, the three days of surgery: they have disappeared completely, obliterated by the intermittent anesthesia. I don't remember the hallucinations, but I do remember that I had them; I don't remember having fallen out of bed due to the abrupt movements that one of them provoked, and, although I don't remember that they tied me down in the bed to prevent that from happening again, I do remember quite well the violent claustrophobia, the terrible awareness of my vulnerablility.
(Incidentally: Is Antonio 42 or so at the time of writing? is a question I find intriguing.)
posted afternoon of Sunday, August 4th, 2013 ➳ More posts about The Sound of Things Falling ➳ More posts about Juan Gabriel Vásquez ➳ More posts about Readings ➳ More posts about Identification
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