I woke to find myself in hell,
I prayed to God,
let me sleep on for eternity…
Anita write this poem last week, but it gave me a chill when I read it this morning. Did she know something was about to happen to her?
Latest news from the hospital;
Anita is comfortable, confined to bed and receiving oxygen and intravenous medication to reduce the fluid in her lungs. Once this has lessened, she will probably have a stent fitted in the offending artery.
We are not allowed to visit, which is killing all of us, but will be taking some personal things later today, which they promise to give her.
Up until now, I have been coping with all the restrictions of the lockdown, but this one is hitting us all hard. My thoughts and prayers go out to all hospital patients and their families at this terrible time…