Hey Just Venting
Heads up 30 degrees
Did you know the trees have leaves
And it might have been foggy
No heels getting boggy
not too much suction
Every time each rhyme the lungs fill with more fluids so we need to be judicial when we do it
monitor co2 flow
Where will we go
Turning
Oh so carefully
lifted the pillow and had to go
Watch for bloody show or bloody no show
Items which fall on floor are grossly contaminated
No keeping feed utensils or smoking in the John
Baby he loves me first and loved me all along
at risk methemaglobinemia & rhambdomyolysis
No signs or symptoms dismissed
Clotting factors, potential versus risk
Watch the bun. What is the nursing diagnosis
Let's try this low air loss matress
Adrenals kick in right on the kids
We don't need to try because Jesus did
can we see, oh I can but in going blind
It is just again a matter of time
needing all the right drops
Like it or not, a few bills a pop
mean arterial pressure
Skipped abg, who is a good guesser
You took a piece of my heart now we bleed internally needing KUB or even ultrasound eventually
hello hello hello can you hear me
Auris not Otis this prophylaxis is bogus
I do believe in you keep trying
All a steer can do is try
Carcinoma in situ
I
try
Is all we can do
A faraway look but why
Wanting to go fishing in the great blue expanding sky
pharmacogenetics can't tell us but it can make me stop or cry
When it"s my turn to die pluck my chin hair and yell at Grimm to bury me there or burn after ashes post any remnants are harvested
Carved out for friends
Memories in the nerve cells of who I was
reincarnated to put on different gloves
I hear the bell like a calling to another ring
I sit back with my pain and sing
One more person to hate me or one more life saved
When I go my bones that were coughed up from being fed to the wolves will rattle some chains
And I will have a headstone promptly engraved
And give a pause to what was once socially insane
Even suicidal tendencies would not maime
No pictures of my corpse but my kids in the frame
And someone to appreciate me, like their life would not be the same
I can see but still not tamed
With only life and death to explain
Kicking it from the back and writing down names
Difficult lift with impingement ice is heaven sent
So is an anticoagulant
Just how my mom went
It's kinda hard getting money for the rent
With no gas money to be sent
And all the pretend friends jumping ship
Praying for a settlement
And not to end up fecally incontinent
Surgery postponed again
Wondering if I can summon the guts again
Like the pit of Georgia Peaches I'll go with my gut and hit the beaches
Learning all I can that this life teaches
I hope these words reach you well
And you find your story to tell
If you were waiting for me to fall
I fell
Love
Nurse Becca
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Hi Becca
that's a bit of life, and death, as we know it right there.
I don't understand the techie words (my wife, the nurse, does) but I think I understand the story you tell.
I've been voluntarily helping out at my wife's care home for the last 2 years or so. I have no hospital work experience and have no medical qualifications, but living-in, in a hospice has been an education.
My wife is down right now. It happens on and off. I never cease to admire her ability to stay positive yet honest in front of patients and their families. I see how wearing it is. I see how much it saps energy.
I think I understand.
:-)
Richard
Hey Becca, I feel you, it's hard when we get down, and no one near to give a hug or just to say I'm here for you,
lots of things are at stake with the new Order...
and lots of things will change the way the world was,
and even us we are changing, moulded by the elites...
and we try to adjust, and we try to be strong, and we try to believe, and keep dreaming that all is going to be alright,
I know you are a strong soul, and also I know that you will be up again stronger, wiser, smarter happier.
Have a great day my friend
Pietro
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Hi Becca,
I must confess, I'm not sure if you are up or down. I assume down, since you said you fell. I have always struggled to get poetry.
My son wrote a lot of song lyrics during his high school years and whenever I thought I got what he was trying to say, I always got it wrong.
But the line that really caught my attention in your poem was "We don't need to try because Jesus did."
Can you explain what you mean by that? (It's okay to tell me as long as I ask, right?) I'm not trying to break any rules.
If you are down, I do hope you feel better soon.
Lynn