At the hospital, there were many people waiting for me. I didn\u00b4t have a fear, oh I was a brave heart and so they asked me to sit down to wait for the interview of doctors. There were some magazines and I was reading them. The minutes passed and they seemed like an eternity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally my time came and I walked to the room of doctors. Two doctors, men this time and bespectacled. Fuck, I did get a crazy idea to start shout but I could control myself. They introduced themselves and asked me: “what\u00b4s the problem? ” I am confused by the directness of the question and answered them: “I don`t know. I feel like there is chaos inside my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They ask me to describe in more detail and I start telling the same stories like before. At first what I tell them is disciplined and honest. However, they ask for clarification on everything I say and so I get finally tired and I start to use my imagination to help me when I can’t remember and I can’t really feel anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I get them excited about my story about telepathic feelings of connection. I tell them how regularly when I watch TV news I feel like I’m telepathically connected to the reader. Then I decide to deepen my story with an example and my faith from the last war. I say that I believe that the men on the night patrol heard each other’s thoughts without saying a word. The narrative somehow put them in a festive mood as if they had discovered something great and mighty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then followed questions about the general state of health and
when the health inquiries ended they welcomed me as if in the best hotel.
They decided to cancel the compulsory treatment decision and they explained that I am in treatment voluntarily until they finish their investigation. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And so the welcoming ceremonies began. After the blood test, we went to take a urine sample. An unbelievably good-looking blonde nurse watched me with a hard eye when I tried to squeeze some urine into the jar. Somehow her presence and gaze made me aroused and an erection followed. I was embarrassed and apologized and she was not a girl of yesterdays tea and said to me sit down we will wait five minutes. After five minutes we tried again but I did get aroused again. Third time was successful and she gave me a thumbs up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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