We interrupt this blog…
An old man, but not The Elderly Gentleman is lying in a hospital bed. He is aware of voices, pain, and a sense of vast expanses of time passing. Eventually he manages to open one eye, then the other. He is seeing black and white. Black from his left eye, which seems to be covered, and white from his right. He peers around with the latter. He is in a room. It is dimly lit, with lots of shadows. It appears to be night-time.
He hears a drone, or perhaps it is a low tinnitus. A door in the corner to the right is open, with bright light spilling out. He is suddenly aware of a silhouette in the doorway, which turns and puts out the light. The drone stops.
“I’m just here to take a blood sample”, explains the intruder. No, that’s not right, it’s The Foundation Doktor. He remembers her now, in her mismatched scrubs and turquoise stethoscope. Her Essex accent. He feels a wipe at the crook of his arm, the smell of alcohol, a band of tightness, a jab, some pressure combined with softness.
“All done. I’ll need to press for quite a long time because of the blood thinning treatment you’re on”, she whispers.
They talk for a few minutes. He hears about the circumstances of his admission, as if for the first time. But The Foundation Doktor has apparently told him this story many times.
He tells her the things that he does and does not remember.
Name – no.
Identity – The Benefaktor.
Address – no.
Phone number – where is my phone?
The Foundation Doktor has a look around, without success.
Employment – no. Hobbies – writing a book, or is that a blog.
Next of kin – not GANTOB. The name seems to come from nowhere.
Home circumstances – can’t remember.
“Anything else I can help you with before I go?”
The Benefaktor has an idea. He pokes around in his recent memory, like a medical student trying to find a vein, and finds a rich seam of information.
Username – tick.
Password – tick.
Content – tick.
So between themselves The Benefaktor and The Foundation Doktor start writing some new blogs and upload them under the cover of night, when GANTOB is asleep. Kreative Tyranny dictates that when a blog is uploaded, it cannot be undone.
THE BENEFAKTOR, WITH HELP FROM THE FOUNDATION DOKTOR
21 October 2023
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