The line is from a movie that came out back in 1980 called The Elephant Man. It was a very powerful black and white movie that was filled with shocking moments and at times was so very sad to see how cruel mankind can be to another human being. In the film, actor John Hurt played a severely deformed man in 19th century London. One of his sufferings he went through was he had to keep his head propped up to sleep or the weight of his skull would shut off his windpipe and cause certain death. The final scene in the movie was one night imitating one of his sketches on the wall — a sleeping child — he finally lies down completely on his bed and dies, consoled by a vision of his mother; a very powerful moment to a very powerful movie.
I joke around a lot about a condition I deal with on a daily basis, sometimes referring it to the movie, something I do and probably should not do, but its a frustration condition I have and why not try to find some humor in it? I knwo those who witness me in certain conditions giggle about it all.
I have to sleep that way, head propped up, sometimes almost to a full sitting posture, as was the case last evening. Some nights are better than others, and (more…)
