Jun 13, 2007 09:04
It was easier than I thought, and harder too. I came out of the garage back door and he had his back to me. He actually moved slower than I expected. One single shomenuchi and the katana went straight in. I guess my sensei wasn't kidding when he said the blade was razor sharp. He dropped where he stood and hasn't moved since. That was 10 minutes ago.
That was the easy part. Once the adrenaline wore off I had to deal with the retching. I still am. I haven't cleaned the sword yet. The sight of the gore on it makes the nausea worse. I'm going to have to suck it up and deal with it soon.
If this has spread as far as it seems to have I'm going to have to try and change my mindset. These aren't people. Not any more. They're rotting meat, and they need to be treated as such.
I wonder if this is how Dad views his patients in the clinic?