Writing challenge: Catheter in the rye

Here is a challenge I undertook; 6 sentences, 4 famous authors. Sans the characters, it describes a personal experience:

“I get up to go to the bathroom, not because I have to go, but because I want to throw up, except the drip and catheter and all that stuff is in the way and I’m tripping, as you would say Salinger, I’m tripping like a bastard, and it’s from that goddamn ketamine they gave me.”

“I know the feeling.”

“Bet you do Thompson. Then I stand on the tube which pulls on the needle plastered into my elbow, so I fall on my ass just before I reach the toilet — and I see that there's nowhere for me to puke anyway because there's this goddamn giant yellow flower coming out from the middle of the bowl!”

“This is typical of the whole character of the treatment that was being foisted on you Mr Kerouac.”

“Yeah right Kafka, this would be right up your alley because you’re already one of the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, the ones who would watch that fabulous yellow flower exploding out of my toilet bowl and go ‘Awww!’.”

Copyright © 2009 Dejan Djurdjevic