To Dream of a Much Better Day #272

To Dream of a Much Better Day
(Prose)

Having been gone to straight for the jugular
Here am I
Like an animal caged in its environment
Unable to move out of fear
Fear of the images that haunt my mind
That somehow the life support
In my neck might come loose
And Hope. Hope that the nurses are competent
To do their jobs correctly
Without failure, the button in my hand
Keeps the medication on flowing
Numbing my body and numbing my senses
To the anxieties that I have for escape
“Please, let this stay be short,” I pray
As day turns into night and night into day
And then I thank God for simple things:
Each time a catheter, a pump, a needle is removed
And when I can stand up on my own two feet
Breathe the air that I breathe and thank the nurses
That have been so kind. I thank God
For invention: the I V cart that makes me mobile
So I can walk the halls and pray
And pray I do for all of those suffering here and healing
As I am. I thank God for the hundreds of miles
Traveled by loved ones just to be here
And the thousands of miles traveled by phone
I thank God
For the simple words heard from my little child:
“Daddy, I love you.”
And in the stillness, late at night, when sleep
Is impossible, I thank God for the encompassing of
All the kind thoughts and prayers
From all of those who I know and all of those who I don't
For from these I know
That Love is with me and God is with me
And, now, have I Peace
To Dream of a Much Better Day.

Lighthouse Bob

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