Room spinning round and round
An angel of mercy looks at me
She’s wearing a starched white gown
Head all fuzzy, where could I be
I’m cold but hot, wishing I was dead
So cold, I pull the blanket over my head.
My stomach is a volcano about to
erupt, lava all over the place, please not in my bed!
How embarrassing, then the angel comes and cleans me up.
Mercifully, the sand man comes and sprinkles me with dust.
The pain subsides for a little while, I’m so glad
To finally rest. But in the middle of the night,
The angel comes and gently shakes my shoulder.
I awake with a start, surely she jests, my
head feels like a boulder!
She whispers I know you’re not feeling
well; so I bought you something to sleep.
And when she gave me that disgusting pill,
The angel of mercy I was ready to kill!
Being in that place was even worse.
And although the care was the best,
I was glad to go home and finally rest!
Lance
I'm glad you got out alive. My last hospital stay, they prohibited my helper from staying with me, said that they would turn me but never did, and gave me MARSA, a highly contagious bacteria that kills. They apologized profusely after the fact, but it is too late after you are dead.
Ron
Fee
Regis
A hospital is a dangerous place to be.......
One never knows when a so call angel of death
dressed in white slinks around with evel intentions
An out standing write Mary
Love & Peace be with you
William
I know the feeling, all too well. And getting woken up to receive a sleeping pill always seems horrendously absurd.
Georg
Edwin
Very descriptive visuals one could actually relive.
Great read.
Take care,
Gwendolyn
Glad you're home and well. Hospitals make you more sick I think.
Great write!
Cynthia
Newfie hugs, Rose
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
You handle an unpleasant experience well and with dignity, it's never easy being a patient and back home is easily the best place to be. Thank you for sharing this.
John
With Love,
Cindy