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And The Result Will Be?


Oh blast, I ended up in hospital again,
Oh cor blimey, me health's driving me insane!
They told me I had poisoning of the blood,
I got Septicaemia, as only I could!
Me blood pressure dropped below danger you know!
There were, it seems, two ways it could go!
I lost consciousness, aint that great!
So I wasn't aware what was to be my fate!

One solid hour they worked on me, this team,
Determined to save me, if you know what I mean?
The body was failing, going down fast…
They had to work hard, and at a mega blast!
Everything was hectic, so I was informed,
Around me hospital bed, there I was adorned.
Needles in here, drips in there…
Blood and mess just about everywhere!

Lines in for this, lines in for that,
They broke their backs and worked out flat!
They told me they thought that I would die,
Cos they couldn't stabilize me, and didn't know why!
But on they fought, oh yes, they prevailed,
Because their efforts just never failed!
They brought me back from the brink, I didn't even know,
Then they told me they didn't know what way it would go!

They worked as a team, in a frenzy they were,
Not caring about what went in where!
They had to work fast; my life was at stake,
And all for what!  Because of a mistake!
They left an infection in my water works,
Gave me medicine that didn't work…
It went to my kidneys, oh glory be,
Then poisoned my blood…and the result would be?

The result was this, I was kept alive,
They did their all to make sure I'd survive.
But the repercussions of this, was to stop some meds,
We trust in them true, they are the great heads!
They are the ones who know what to do,
When death is staring in the face of you!
But what if they are wrong, what if it's not right?
And things turn a corner when you're in bed at night!

Back in the safety of your own little home,
Then things go wrong, and there's no-one to phone…
The meds they stopped are for the heart…
They stop them, then the fear will start…
When the heart goes mad, and it beats all wrong,
Out of zinc, like a tune without a song!
What do we do, when this thing will occur?
Did they even consider it, is it at all fair?

They had to stop the meds, because they lower the BP,
(Blood pressure to you, but BP to me)!
So now my heart is all of a dither inside,
Because of a disaster the day I almost died.
So now the dilemma, lets see what we have here?
Do I risk the BP dropping, or the angina and the fear!
I've got pains in my chest, my hearts under attack,
I'm struggling here, the walls against my back!

What do I do, when there's no doctor to phone!
Because it's the middle of the night, and I'm all alone!
I guess I have no choice, cos at the end of the day,
I have to leave it to God, and reverently pray!
There is nothing more that I can do now…
What the end result will be is anyone's guess now!

So I leave it to God, as I do, once again,
And hope that He spares me any more pain.

…For there is nothing more I can do…

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