It felt as if nothing short of a lobotomy could alleviate the unremitting pain. It sinks in: I am in the neuro ICU after a cerebral hemorrhage, not a lobotomy but near enough. I am in a white room in the Medical Center at the University of California, San Francisco, haunted by sonar monitors and kind nurses asking me if I can remember my name (I cannot) and the year (2015?).
