Dreaming about leaving

by Rita Smebak

 

Leaving

 

The wheels turn beneath me, as the nurse pushes me down the hall.

It's hard to say goodbye

I came weak, and dieing

After eight days, I'm pathched up enough to go home

 

The one's here are responsible for my life

I will be forever grateful

They took care of me

First by fixing me

 

Surgurey was too long

Scary, nerve racking and stressful

For everyone but me

I just slept

 

Then by caring for me

Watching over me, making sure I was always fine

Breathing: slow and shallow, but steady

Heart rate: a constant beep one the monitor

 

Leaving is hard

Here I was saved

Provided for

And comforted

 

What they've done is the reason I'm here

But I know that know I must do this on my own

The rest, it's up to me