While I lay in the
operating room, awaiting the implantation of my port, I realize I am looking forward to the moment when I will make the jump through hyperspace into my
future consciousness. This is new. It's always been a Blue Jaunt before.
Just before the jump,
mask in place, oxygen flowing, hair net applied, I gaze up at the ceiling and
think, “Heh, this is a unique moment I never pictured being in.”
I exit hyperspace into
the physical coordinates of the Recovery Room.
The nurse, seeing my arrival, welcomes me. My pre-chosen, post-travel meal arrives. When they take the port out, I’m getting two of the chocolate coconut brownies.
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