My my mind floats between rational and a dream like state.
My oxygen starved brain floats in and out.
One minute I could be doing most anything and then reality shifts,
I am eating oatmeal
I am talking with the wunchmachen,
Whom I know not
Or her head rest upon my lap and I stare deep into her eyes
Perhaps she is laying next to me in the dark,
Having a nightmare
And then reality snaps back!
No way to control it
No way to predict it
No way to stop it
It just happens.
Yet no doctor will listen that I am strangling for air!
Lord how I need a real doctor!
Do they still exist?
Yesterday was hard.
I was sick from 1 AM to 2 PM,
When I gave up and took Imodium and an anti-nausea pill!
Sure shut me down!
But, in dialysis I cramped up so hard,
The nurse shut the machine down!
Then figured out I had lost too much potassium!
I wasn't sure I would ever walk again!
Oh, Argy-Bargs as was said at the 1971 Jesus Explosion!
Became one of my favorite expressions!
And Sede remains missing after yesterdays hospitalization!
prayer please!
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