Praise God, I Can Limp!!!
by Sharon Lawson
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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Following on from my previous 3 poems about the joys of brain injury and hospitals, below is the delights of learning to walk again. A long, frustrating, difficult process! Initially, I was all raring to go and impatient but midway through, I hated it! I felt very self-concious of how I walk and still do to this day. If anyone needs someone as an extra in a zombie film, contact me ;o) Despite being aware of how awkward I now walk, my poem does show how great it truly felt to be on my feet - even after doubts I'd walk again from the doctors! The image is of Sadako from the Japanese film 'The Ring' - she has a gait like mine at the end of the film! Her hand position shows uncomfortable awareness of herself - just like me!
Oh not you, not again, go away
I’m done with learning to walk today!
Early morning and afternoon
You have me looking like a loon!
Leg up, leg down, ‘this you must repeat’
This is just a soul-destroying feat
I walk like Sadako from The Ring!
I look like something from The Thing!
I need to practice but I want to cry
Didn’t know walking is so hard, must try
Look at my reflection in that mirror
Someone might see me, oh the horror!
Days into weeks, no more down in the dumps
See me now, look, at last I can limp!
Patients be patient and reap the rewards
Recovery and life – look towards!
(c) Sharon Lawson. 2007
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|Reviewed by A PAX
My heart goes out to you.....personally I doubt that anyone can feel that frustration without first hand experience.....
But as I read this, oddly the thought of a toddler came to mind. First steps, starting over. But as an adult, you have the experience of life behind you. A strength in history. And your title
PRAISE GOD I CAN LIMP.......
Shows the optimism of spirt you have.
As for myself, I gain weight and feel bad about myself and anchored, and can ignore myself and what needs to be done, but in your siutuation, you are not allow this self destructive luxery.....and praising God, is a step (no pun) towards the positive.
Beautiful soul you have.........:)
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|Dear Sharon, it is the one that can still be thankful despite the trying circumstances that I admire! God Bless, holly|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Praise the Lord my friend!!
Each time I read you I think of my daughter Michele...wondering if she would've had the courage to do what you did!!
S warm Hugs From a mother to a daughter in verse!!
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
For something much greater than you've ever known!
Light and Wisdom ...
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|This is great Sharon, praise God I limp too, but I can walk and for that I am blessed
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Douglas Bader in W11 went through the same, I did when I was born it took me a year to learn, and I don't think I cared what others thought...
Never, never, never quit, see yourself walking, running and jumping..
GO FOR IT... HAHA now I know this I'll never stop pestering you till your doing a half marathon...
I'll pray heaps for you to get back up on those feet...
Get that ole motivation and persistance back..
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Sharon, I admire your courage and your strength, for although you speak of your pain you also so that you will succeed regardless of what obstacles come your way. Great write could be used framed in a lot of the hospitals to give inspiration to others.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|The title says it all: Praise God! I limp, too. :) Excellent, excellent poem of gratitude and attitude! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Susan Linehan (Reader)
|The last verse of the poem is very touching Sharon, you seem to be a strong willed young lady and determined to make the best of what you have, I look forward to reading the next stage of your journey. Your dad sounds a wonderful person and someone you can turn to.|
|Reviewed by Tactfully Naive
|'at last I can limp!'
This recalls an ogre we know that got chucked from the boat into the ocean only to discover that at last he could cough.
I remember the day you walked with me all the way tot' thABC in your 4x4 wheelchair to see't thHunchback of Snottery Damn. You looked up at the screen and felt affinity with the pathetic, round shouldered mawk. I said 'No, no, no - Ricco, that's who you are.' From that point onwards you held your head up high as you called out bingo numbers, whipped the cloth from brandy fired steaks, ran along the beach in your dreams, and shouted 'I'm walking here!' to impatient motorists at pedestraian crossings.
Praise God indeed you can limp- and in Japanese.
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|your spirit shows thru...bravo|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|There is that sense of humor your Dad talked about...if you can laugh, why cry...Ed|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Patients be patient and reap the rewards
Recovery and life – look towards!
Extremely sage advice for anyone who has suffered a debilitating injury, Sharon, and wonderful words to live by.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|I can relate: I can walk, but I limp. I use crutches for balance due to arthritis. Love the title, love the positiveness of this poem! Very well done, Sharon! :)|