5/8/1802
I can already tell you nothing is going to get done today. How much laudanum is too much laudanum? It feels like I'm on too much. It's difficult to write. And to breathe. At least it doesn't feel like my arm is being torn off anymore
5/9/1802
Does the church give passes to people on moderate amounts of painkilling drugs
5/10/1802
I'm officially allowed to take medication as needed. The Church does not give passes to people on painkilling drugs, by the way.
I can actually supervise construction again. Let's hope that no one else injures themselves and duels me.
5/11/1802
I had to pass supervision off to a different member of the council today. My arm is killing me and I don't want to supervise things while on laudanum. No one wants me to supervise anything while on laudanum.
I seriously hope this wound isn't infected. Having part of my arm blasted off with a bullet was bad, getting it infected would be worse.
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Journal Entries of Nathaniel Ottin
Fiksi UmumShort, simple writings from the journal of Nathaniel Ottin, an architect from the small town of Galsran.
