The Weight of Such Anemic Thoughts

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If ever there is a hell on this earth, its name is Rivers State Asylum For The Criminally Insane. And at the center of this hell, in a tiny room down a long hall the inmates call PURGATORY, there looms a black and gray mechanical device, the ECT machine. ECT. Electroconvulsive therapy.

Grayson Cairns knows it well. And he has taken its lessons fully to heart. In fact, you might say those lessons have been fried into his brain.

The Weight of Such Anemic Thoughts, a novella by Edison McDaniels

Roll the current.

A Tale of the Bloody Scalpel.

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Roll the current.

If ever there is a hell on this earth, its name is Rivers State Asylum For The Criminally Insane. And at the center of this hell, in a tiny room down a long hall the inmates call PURGATORY, there looms a black and gray mechanical device, the ECT machine. ECT. Electroconvulsive therapy.

Grayson Cairns knows it well. And he has taken its lessons fully to heart. In fact, you might say those lessons have been fried into his brain.

The Weight of Such Anemic Thoughts, a novella by Edison McDaniels

Roll the current.

A Tale of the Bloody Scalpel.

 

The old man dragged up the painful memory only reluctantly. Even after all these years, he still wept at the thought of her. Maggie had been beautiful. He was the better for having loved her and he knew it. God, how he had loved her. And she had loved him, right down to her dying breath. He was sure of that.

Maybe that’s what made the whole thing so difficult.

Maggie took sick. One evening she noticed trouble brushing her hair. Four months later she couldn’t walk, within a year she could barely sit. As she got worse, the woman Grayson found waiting for him at the end of each day became less and less the one he’d left each morning.

Brain cancer the doctor’s called it. Hell in this life, Grayson remembered it. What could be worse than sitting helplessly by and watching the woman you loved slowly become the human equivalent of oatmeal? It would have been better if he was the sick one. Maggie had a talent for nursing, had compassion. Grayson was painfully deficient in both as it turned out.

Another year passed. A nightmarish time of poisons by vein, hair falling out, weight loss by the tens of pounds. Maggie didn’t have tens of pounds to lose though, and by the end of that year she looked like nothing so much as a skeleton. And all of it in vain. The more drugs they gave her, the faster she seemed to wither.

In the end, she was blind and deaf, curled in a fetal position, and fed by a tube that punctured her belly skin to get to her stomach. The money ran out and Grayson, drinking more and more, cared for her in the same tiny apartment they had shared in finer times. He still loved her, but enough was enough. He stopped feeding her, thought that would be a humane out. But after a week she still hung on, still breathed. The woman clung to life like she actually had one. Grayson, on the other hand, had none.

She had once been the wind in his sails, now she was the anchor that dragged him down.

Enter Mr. Nosidy.

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Series: Tales of the Bloody Scalpel, Book 12
Genres: Fiction, Thriller
Tags: from the mind of Edison McDaniels, Supernatural Medical Thrillers
Format: eBook
Length: novella
ASIN: B083QFC2ZZ
eBook Price: 0.99
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Edison McDaniels

A brain surgeon with 20+ years and over 8,000 cases under his belt, Edison McDaniels spends as much time as possible writing fiction these days. He is the author of the acclaimed TALES OF THE BLOODY SCALPEL series of medical thrillers, as well as the THE GETTYSBURG TRILOGY, a series of intense novels depicting the battlefield surgeons at Gettysburg.
He lives in the upper midwest, does not have a dog, but can often be found at Minnesota Twins baseball games. He is not squeamish.

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