Hospitals

Are no place for sick people. If you like gossip being near the nurse's station can be entertaining. If you seek silence, just skip the hospital and go directly to the cemetery. The "rest" recommended by doctors is not in a hospital. Drs. Stop in, once a day-touch your hand; "We are making progress. Tomorrow we should have more answers." Cannot sleep in a hospital, mostly the food is not so good, relaxing is not congruent with a hospital stay. Up and down the hall I hear the suffering moans and groans of those whose cross is greater than mine. Then a "code-blue" blasts over the speakers and I begin to pray. No, hospitals are no place to get better. I've been here 7 days, I am worse than when I came in. Then I think of Mommie-I took her in for two days of tests, 21 days later St.Mary and Murphy took her out. Gotta get out of this place.

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Typing a blog from an iPhone is a challenge. The keys are small and you can't see more than two lines at a time - so just bear with me! Today is Friday the 4th of February,2011. January was a blur! I haven Been in hospital since last Sunday - 6 consecutive days. It sucks. Thought I would go home tomorrow, not so much. There is not a portion of my body which has not been poked, prodded, touched, pinched, or just looked at. When Dr. Said I needed admittance to hospital she also said she needed time to get to the bottom, or top, of this problem. My brain has some problem. We have at least established I do have a brain. I also have the heart of a 25 year old, no plaque in my arteries, no blockages. There is not a speck of bacteria, virus or germ carrying organism in me! Which is so ironic; I am a healthy person!
In the hospital because my brain wires are crossed up, yet I am in generally excellent health! Go figure; I just don't do anything the easy way. Looks like I will be her two or three more days-Superbowl in the hospital...you killing me Alice! Then, when the scientific evidence reveals what it will- I most empty my backpack. Have to do it! It is too heavy and cumbersome. Letting go and moving on will be a great challenge-a really big challenge! It is time; I am not responsible for every human being on this planet! Or maybe I am, but I can't reach everyone if my backpack is
so full of stuff! What's that song "saw all the junk lying on the bottom of andrawer, God knows what I'm sajisSaving for." it is something like that; goes on speaking of letting go because there is no such things A's no regrets but baby that's alright. I'm not running, and I'm not hidin, I'm just standing here in the great wide open gonna let my soul breathe 'cause i'm almost home. I'm almost home, im almost home!