MIRACLES STILL HAPPEN

MIRACLES STILL HAPPEN,

ALTHOUGH MOST,

EVEN CHRISTIANS, WILL BE ADAMANT THEY DON'T.

AND THIS STORY I'M ABOUT TO TELL YOU

WILL HAVE YOU WONDERING

WHY I BELIEVE

THIS THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME

WAS IN REALITY

A MIRACLE.

 

 

I'M NOT QUITE SURE I AM DOING SUCH,
CONTINUING IN THIS VERY SAME SHY VEIN,

SO IF YOU DON'T MIND,

I'LL BE A LITTLE REDUNDANT HERE,

AND TELL YOU THAT I'VE HAD TWO ACCIDENTS

TO PLACE ME IN THE POSITION

I FOUND MYSELF IN WHICH TO BE,

NEVER BEING TOO SCARED OR RELUCANT TO ADD
(WE ALL MUST BE READY TO TELL THE TRUTH EVENTUALLY, IF JUST FOR OUR OWN SANITY)

ALL OF THE MANY SCARS THAT HAVE BEEN ADDED

BY MY OWN FAMILY.

ALTHOUGH, I'M SURE IF YOU WERE TO ASK THEM,

THEY WILL EITHER SAY THAT'S ALL MALARKY,

OR DENY EVERYTHING I'M ABOUT TO SNEAK OUT OF THE CLOSET

UNTIL THEIR LAST BREATH.

 

OKAY, SO WHERE WAS I?

 

OH, YES,

I JUST GOT HOME A FEW HOURS AGO

FROM ONE OF OUR LOCAL HOSPITALS.

I HAD TRIPPED TWICE IN THREE OR FOUR DAYS,

AND, TRUST ME,

ONCE I AM ON THE FLOOR,

THE ONLY THING TO DO

IS TO CALL OUR BRAVE BOYS IN BLUE,

A LITTLE EMBARRISSING,

AS BY NOW THEY KNOW THE NAMES OF MY DOGS.
(ELVIS, MY SWEET CUDDLY DACHSUND,
AND MY BORDER COLLIE MIX, COCO (ONE OF THE MOST SMARTEST BREEDS - SHE ACTUALLY LOVES TO WATCH TV.)

THEY ARE ALWAYS VERY KIND, THOUGH,
(THE BRAVE YOUNG MEN IN BLUE I MEAN,
NOT ELVIS AND COCO)

AND PROS TO THE VERY DEEPEST CORE.

SO THEY DROVE ME TO MY CHOICE OF HOSPITALS,

THE ONE THAT ACCEPTS MEDI-CAL,

AND BY THE WAY,

ONE OF THE BEST IN THE INLAND EMPIRE.

I EVEN HAD MY OWN ROOM, EVENTUALLY.
 

BUT THERE I WAS STUCK IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM,

IN MY OWN BED AND CUBICLE,
THANK THE GOOD LORD,
(BECAUSE, BELIEVE YOU AND ME, I HAVE BEEN IN MUCH WORSE SITUATIONS.)

I WAS STUCK IN THE ER FOR TWO WHOLE NIGHTS AND DAYS.

ONE WOMAN CAME IN SCREAMING,

AT THE VERY TOP OF HER LUNGS,

WITHOUT UTTERING A THING;
JUST SCREAMING,
AND SCREAMING,
AND SCREAMING.

I DID FEEL REALLY BAD FOR HER,

AND PRAYED FOR EVERYONE AROUND ME,
SO AS, QUITE HONESTLY,
TO GET MY OWN MIND OFF OF MY OWN PAIN.

YOU KNOW,
EXCACTLY WHY
DO SO MANY PATIENTS AND THEIR FAMILIES
TREAT MOST OF THE WORKERS IN HOSPITALS LIKE DIRT?
I KNOW YOU'RE IN PAIN,
BUT SHOULDN'T WE BE TREATING OTHERS
THE WAY WE WISH THEM TO TREAT US?

AND ALSO THE MAN IN THE NEXT CUBICLE OVER

SNORED LIKE A WILD BOAR.
NOT THAT I HAVE EVER HEARD A WILD BOAR SNORE.

BUT A WORKER THERE WAS NICE ENOUGH

TO GIVE ME SOME EAR PLUGS AND A BLINDFOLD.

MOST ALL OF THESE WORKERS,

MOST ESPECIALLY THE INTERNS,

ARE ALWAYS VERY EAGER TO LEARN,

AND REMEMBER THAT THEY ARE THE VERY FIRST THING THEY ARE TAUGHT IS TO TREAT THE PATIENT WITH A MODICUM OF EMPATHY.
(I SAY THIS BECAUSE FOR SOME ODD REASON,
THE NURSES ON THE OTHER FLOORS
TREAT THIS EMPATHY THING AS IF IT WAS A CHORE.

 

SO TWO DAYS SLOWLY COME AND GO,

AND AT FIRST I THOUGHT I WAS BEING SENT HOME,

WHEN I WAS TOLD I HAD MISUNDERSTOOD,

AND THEY EXTENDED ME THE COURTESY
OF EXTENDING MY STAY BY A FEW MORE DAYS.

THEY SAID THAT IT WAS FOR PHYSICAL THERAPY,

BUT AFTER BEING VISITED BY SEVERAL SPECIALISTS,

IT FINALLY DAWNED ON ME

(HEY, PARDON ME, BUT I WAS BORN A BLOND),

THAT THEY HAD OTHER PLANS FOR ME.

 

SO TWO STRAPPING YOUNG MEN
A DAY LATER

CAME INTO MY FINALLY PRIVATE HOSPITAL ROOM AT SEPARTE TIMES,

(I COULD HAVE SWORN THEY WERE TWINS),

AND THE STEROTYPE OF ORTHOPEDIC SURGEONS CERTAINLY FIT THEM.

AND THE INTERN WAS A VERY NICE MAN

WHO ACTUALLY RAN OUT OF MY ROOM AND QUICKLY BACK IN

SO HE COULD SET UP MY APPOINTMENT

SO MY TEAM COULD DECIDE THE BEST WAY TO PROCEED WITH MY SITUATION AND ME.

 

NOW, I'M NOT STUPID.

I KNOW THAT I STILL HAVE MAJOR MEDICAL PROBLEMS,

BUT OUR LORD WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS.

YOU SEE, I'VE BEEN DRAGGING MY HEALS IN THE SAND FOR SEVERAL YEARS

AGAINST EVER HAVING LOW BACK SURGERY.

I WAS A MEDICAL HISTORIAN AT ONE TIME,

WHICH IS THE BEST JOB TO HAVE

IF YOU'RE AS FAST A TYPIST AS I AM.

(I'M NOT ONE TO BRAG,

BUT I CAN TYPE OVER 100 WORDS A MINUTE,

AT LEAST ON AN OLD MANUAL TYPEWRITER),

AND WANT TO OFFICIALLY

BE SNOOPY.
BUT AS A RESULT, I HAD HEARD WAY TOO MANY HORROR STORIES.

 

SO, THERE YOU GO.

NEVER GIVE UP ON OUR LORD.

AFTER ALL,

HE IS THE SAME

YESTERDAY,

TODAY

AND TOMORROW.

HE HAS NEVER CHANGED AND NEVER WILL.

BUT WE SURE HAVE

IF WE HAVE THE GALL

TO QUESTION SUCH A LOVING GOD.