I am not Dr Strange

May 14. The tick toc won’t stop but without realizing it I have. I wake in a confused state, time is fluid and while there is so much to do I am not contributing. If it had

been in the 80’s on a Sunday morning after a big party I would have thought wow epic night, but it’s 2019 on the Lhotse face and it’s far from epic. Lama Tenjee and Psurwa Sherpa step in and before I know it I’m ready to go but wait a minute how did that happen? With an emotion I normally only show watching my football team StKilda as their performance disappoints yet again I speak with Tenjee who shows amazing empathy, cradles my head and radios BC. Sumit’s deep calming tones break the silence. We exchange information, thoughts and ideas and settle on coming down, recuperating, re-grouping and making a new plan. I’m so glad I’m with people I know and trust. Another wave of emotion washes over me and I think fuck! Pull yourself together you still have to get down from here. This becomes another example of the emotion being in the decision making and not the action. We descend, slowly but surely although to me Lama Tenjee and Psurwa Sherpa appear like characters in the matrix. I don’t know how but when I needed them they were there. We make it to camp 2 and I’m still hugging my oxygen bottle haaaaaaaa love that innate object. A night at camp 2 and then BC to see the EBC medical team and develop plan B.