Tractor Accident 1985 2

The assignment was to write dialogue in which the participants understand some issue in a different way and they are talking around the subject.

May 30 (Mom writing) Said lots of words – repeats – but also asked “Are those my shoes?”

I had had a nightmare and had been magically transported to this place. I noticed my clothes.
“Are those my shoes?" I talked with the sluggishness of someone who has recently been unconscious.

“Well, yes" she chuckled. Of course they are your shoes. What, do you have brain damage?
“I don’t want them here.”
“Well you need to wear something, and you don’t always want to wear hospital gowns.”
"Take my shoes away." I didn't want all that stuff. I knew I wasn't going to be in there much longer. Once I had my dream and was transported back to Peggy's, the clothes would just complicate things. I'd need my shoes once I got home. This was all temporary.

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Jeff Dicks, Rod Bodholdt and his brother Mike, a pre-teenager, came to visit one day in the middle of the week. They were tentative, like they didn't know how to treat me.
"Hi, James," Rod said.

I looked at them blankly. "Oh. Rod." I continued to stare at Mike.
Jeff Dicks came in.

"Hey, Nitram, how's it going?" That was the nickname they gave me when I wrote my name as it would be seen in a mirror and stuck it on my helmet on the first day of football practice.
What are these guys doing here? They need to leave. I need to sleep.

"What do you do all day?" asked Rod.
"I go to therapy once in awhile." Can I tell them I'm going to be gone soon? I better not.
There was a Cubs game on TV. Rod would watch any program that had the word ball in it. Rod, Jeff and Mike kept themselves busy with the game while my mind was racing. Why are they here? Did they have nightmares, too? How did they get here? I need to sleep.

"The Twins are in first place."
"Are you sure? They never start very good."
"You remember last summer when we went up there to Minneapolis, James?"
"What are you guys doing?"

"Just coming to see you, ya dork."

I could think of nothing but the fact that I was not going to be here much longer.
"I really appreciate that you guys came." I need to sleep.