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That Was Recovery

Sat, 21 Nov 2015, 06:29 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Recovery

Hours came and went. The sun rose and set. Doctors visited in the morning. Nursing shifts came and went. The Fair and Industrious Trudy never left my bedside.

Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Sunday. Days of moments in which the only task was to get to the next moment. The next meal. The next medication. The next walk down the hall.

And on Monday they pulled the drain. They pulled the tube. They pulled the IV in my right hand. They pulled the IV in my left hand. And they finally let me go.

More to come, but I confess that I’m happy to be past that.

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