Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Timed writing: 12/27/2011

Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: Let us now see how iron cools
Source: T.B. Jefferson and Gorham Woods, Metals and How to Weld Them


"Let us now see how iron cools your innards, shall we?" The object that George pulled from the liquid nitrogen dewar did, in fact, surprise me, and as one often does in response to the unexpected, I felt an urge almost to laugh. The specific circumstances inhibited such levity, however.

Though fully conscious, the epidural administered at a dangerously high thoracic spinal level had rendered me paralyzed and insensate below the ribcage, and my arms were firmly embraced by nylon webbing at multiple points, such that the only regions of my body over which I retained control were my head and neck. The operating theater, being entirely deserted (besides the two of us), George had elected to leave me un-gagged, free to voice my terror (or discomfort, should the anesthesia begin to fail) throughout the entire proceeding.

"How much direct contact with such a cold surface do you think that a human liver can take before the freezing results in death?" George gave the cast-iron skillet that he held in his gloved hand a final dip in the steaming liquid, then lifted it high above my abdomen, which was held open by four stainless-steel retractors mounted to a fifty-two-centimeter ring.

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