I am lost. I have wandered distractedly from one specialty hospital intensive care unit to the next searching for were it is that I am supposed to be. At any giving time, in any state, I can tell you what ward I'm in or were my rental car is located. I am able to relay any vital statistics queried in a timely manner. The numerous doctors faces have blended into a blur. But in this limbo, I cannot tell you what is wrong. Or what I am feeling. Discombobulated, I laugh when I should be solemn and cry at the inappropriate. Give me back my healthy breathing husband and I will tell you were I have been. Until then, I will follow the bread crumbs I have dropped along the way and march blindly on some more.
Friday, August 06, 2004
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3 comments:
Hope everything goes well.
Hey Mabel Jeanne and Norman,thanks for the warm vibes. Always nice to have good friends. And you guys.
Norman, Now that I found your site, I soo want to post on it. Everyone is entitled to my opinon! Ha. Teasin. Yeah.
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