I can hear the bleeping but I can't see anything.

I can smell the disinfectant but I can't see anything.

Disinfect me, go on, do it.

I'm infected, don't come near me.

Not until I've been disinfected.

My eyes are open but I can barely see a thing,

Just light.

For a moment I lie there and simply wonder why.

Then I panic.

Why can't I see?

I freeze.

I can hear a voice but I don't react.

I just lie there, motionless.

I don't know where I am and I don't like it.

I scrunch my eyes shut and the whiteness turns to darkness.

I begin to relax.

But I still don't know where I am

And why I'm here.

I decide to open my eyes again but as I do so the bright light comes flashing back.

'Turn it off' I cry, squirming

'Turn it off'

And they must do. Because, suddenly,

I can see.

Bright as daylight.

Dark as night.

Because that's when I can see.

At night.

Night time is when I'm comfortable,

Night time is when I can see.

I still can't see the- what is it they call them?

Colours?

But I can see.

And that's a good start.

I can see.

-Checky x