March is almost over when my pastor comes to visit. How could that be? It is light outside when I am awakened by the guy who sleeps under me. Then I am led to a place where glass separated us. She talked and I listened and tried to understand. For a few moments I did and it was like other times. Normal. It was good to see someone I knew. It was great she came, though I felt we were in a play and just acting. Unfortunately I did not know the scene or setting. Most of all I did not know my lines.
Then I said good-bye and was led away and had to strip. Why? The CO’s looked me all over as if I was smuggling in something under my penis or up my rectum. Is this part of the play? Does everyone have to do this? Then I am back on my bunk wondering if anything really happened or it was all a bad dream. Good and bad.
Then I am eating though I cannot identify what. I realize my teeth hurt and I need to floss. When I got my meds I tell the med lady that my teeth hurt and would like some dental floss, but she just laughs at me. Again, it seems like a play. Others are chuckling too. I can hear her laugh all the way down the hall. “He wants dental floss!!”
Is that a joke? Did I say something funny?