Tag: #Hospital
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Too Much Information!
Life in the Dawes household is on a knife edge now, as the date for Anita’s next and hopefully successful visit to the hospital draws ever nearer. They plan to be fitting Anita with a pacemaker/defibrillator on Wednesday next week to persuade her poor old heart to start behaving normally. In preparation, we have been…
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From a hospital bed…
My story The story of my life has not been played out yet. The end has not been written.At least not in the way I want it to.God will have to hold fire on giving methe key to the pearly gatesI don’t need to know what lies withinNot yet. So far, I have managed an encoreI mean…
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#BlogBattle ~ Wretched
#BlogBattle: Wretched July 2020 Blog Battle The word this month is: Wretched (Dictionary definition) Living in miseryAttended by misery and woesInferior in performance or qualityVery unpleasant: deplorable For the past two weeks, it has been a case of all the above, since Anita, the head of our family had a nasty heart attack. She also…
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Anita’s Heart, and where we are now…
Seven years ago, when I had my heart attack, I was rushed to hospital in the middle of the night. The ambulance crew ran the tests on the way, and when I arrived at the hospital, I was taken straight to the Cath Lab, where a stent was fitted in the failing artery. I went…
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Breaking News!
These are virtual flowers for Anita Yesterday was a very bad day for all the family. We received a worrying update from the hospital that literally ripped us all to pieces. We all cried as the enormity of the doctors words slowly sank in. Anita’s heart was so seriouly damaged that the only thing they…
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Step Over… #Poetry
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…
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Strange Timing #Poetry
Strange Timing! Walking home from the libraryA man rushing in the opposite directionbumped into me, almost knocking me off my feet.If I hadn’t stood with my mouth openWanting to let loose a few blue wordsI would have stepped off the kerbInstead of the young man just ahead of meNow lying in the road in front…