i've been dazed and confused baby

I'm translating a huge medical document and a huge services book at the same time.

and after I don't know how many days of how many segments of 50 minutes of solid working, before my timer goes Ring and just, just before my encephalic mass squirms into my right shoulder, I sometimes write things like:

"When bone tissue grows into the implant, it helps firmly tax the employee within the thighbone."

covered by a visible pile of dust,
glued to the PC by spiderwebs,
typing fingers aflame,
oh my i'm going insane
oh lordie, me thinks I'm a case.
somehow it seems like I've been typing forever
and yet there's more AND MORE for me to lever
the irony is,
they said translation was paid work
well HA!, I still don't have a wok.
the lesson of all this would be:
don't ever be a freelancer
payment in ninety days can give you an ulcer