Word: fog
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There was dim light and deep mist and a hissing and grumbling of machinery and my little boat of life bobbing on the waves. And there were voices in the fog. First a young woman, then a man, then a woman. Erinn Erickson, Clint Williams, Erin Pawlaski. Angels saying my name, saying I was doing well, that the breathing tube would soon be out, putting a cool cloth on my forehead. A day's work for them, a revelation of human kindness...
...rest of us who can’t seem to escape to protective bubbles of security, the palette isn’t cherry reds or tangerine oranges or berry blues. It’s the cold grays of the San Francisco fog that rolls in every morning, reminding us that regardless of what might have been a year or two ago, what really matters is what the world is like today...
...scramble through my four options again, and reject them all. Now hopelessly dazed, I enter the thick fog of the lower cerebellum, mindlessly repeating the physical motion of skiing. In situations like this, the reptile part of our brain takes the last instruction from the conscious mind and just goes with it until the heart stops beating. The rhythm of my skis on the snow is mesmerizing. I let go of any strategy, or any planning, or any long-term thoughts of any kind. There is just me and the hill and the sound of my skis...
...next thing I notice is that something has changed. I don't know what it is right away, but somewhere off in the fog a signal is coming through that there has been a development on the pain front. The early reports are confirmed, and I get a solid telex with the words, "sharp drop in pain level in legs and upper body, believe hill to be leveling out." My compromised IQ takes some time with this, and after a moment concludes that this development merits investigation. I take a look at some of the other readings coming...
That night in the Mekong Delta, the women and children who died were, in the heartless phrase, "collateral damage." They were victims of the fog of battle, or of the atrocity of Oops! You can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs...