I LOVE IT
these are my favourite paintings ever and i could and would stare at them all day
One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it.
A couple of weeks back I killed a dog. I put him down. I watched him go. I was looking him straight in the eye. He didn’t know what was happening. He didn’t know why. He.. He was just scared, and then.. He was gone. He wasn’t sick. No, he was just, like… I don’t know, like, a… a problem dog .