I probably shouldn’t admit this here, but WTH, I’m retired and never running for public office. While something of a slacker compared to many folks of my generation, I did sample a few “controlled substances” back in the late 60’s and early 70’s when that sort of experimentation was common among nearly everyone in my peer group, other than some Young Republican dork angling for an internship in the Nixon White House. But none of those substances, when it comes to the degree of mental impairment they induced, could hold a candle to some of the entirely legal drugs that’ve been prescribed for me by licensed medical professionals during the course of my stay at The Hotel Melanoma. Particularly during the course of biochemotherapy treatment. Stoned I was, and I now have a renewed appreciation for the joys of clear headedness.
For all of you who’ve taken a prescribed trip down pharmaceutical lane, particularly you clinical trial volunteers, The Hotel Melanoma version of Jefferson Airplane’s “Volunteers”…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SboRijhWFDU
Look what's drippining down in IVs
Got to have infusion, Got to have confusion
Hey I'm dancing ‘round on sheets
Got to have infusion, Got to have confusion
Ain't it amazing how the doctors they treat
Got to have infusion, Got to have confusion
This boomer patient got stoned
This boomer patient got flown
This boomer patient got no neural action of own
Pick up the cry
Hey now it's time for you and C
Got to have infusion, Got to have confusion
Come on now we're marching to IVs
Got to have infusion, Got to have confusion
Who will take it from you
We will and who are we
We are volunteers for new pharmaca
Volunteers for new pharmaca!
Tutu Brothers
my partner in crime @HotelMelanoma as we work to #finishcancer a little laughter in a ALL to serious world of cancer pic.twitter.com/OQ0S3rPCYS
— Mark Williams (@melaphukanoma) September 15, 2016
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