corner suite at st elizabeth's inpatient january-april-august 2018

andy barely bright —

why did this happen, perhaps?

in late december, 6 guys jumped me in a dunkin donuts parking lot in watertown screaming "faggot" and knocked me out, threw me to the pavement, and kicked the fuck out of me. 4 cop cars, 1 ambulance, 13 stitches to the face, and 2 nights at mt auburn hospital.

unexpected.

but in the end, i won: the faggots forgot to steal my pink backpack.

(and i still look extremely pretty.)

fast-forward 3 weeks: manic as fuck.

almost three months in the hospital, but the mistake was the doctor's — thrice — who discharged me while I was intensely psychotic. it was entirely to my own credit (and with a bit of help from my mother and dan) that i made it back quickly to the ER — thrice — without burns and scrapes and missing limbs.

but check out how recklessly I was treated:

original admission: 1/27

first discharge: 2/8

second admission: 2/11

second discharge: 2/23

third admission: 2/25 (48 hours!)

third discharge: 3/5

fourth admission: 3/7 (48 hours!)

final discharge: 4/3

!!

highlights laterz —

they didn't even serve ham for easter — and it's a catholic hospital —

[i didn't receive the 1/29, 30 texts until today, 4/3. i have been without my phone since 1/27. i was hospitalized the afternoon of the unhinged orange jacket dance number on 1/27. the unwise visit to the store (not sure of the date) was during a misguided furlough from the hospital and was not inspired by your text. i was happy to receive your text today, 4/3. i am feeling better — but still a little shaky and need to rest — but will be good by next week. then hopefully we can get together and talk for a bit; i can work around your schedule.]

andy, fine

i will be on leave from berklee until the fall and in the interval i will write that book that is totally the book that i will write.