Stand with me, beside me, and hold my hand,
Help me get through the words I don't understand.
Ask them the questions I'm scared to say,
Ask them ... will I live to see past today.
Pass me my water, hold it to my lips;
my hands are shaking from the pain in my hips.
Give me my tablets to make it all go,
Keep me amused, although laughing hurts so.
Help me into my wheelchair to go for a wee,
Close over the door - a smidgeon of privacy.
Help me onto the toilet and pull down my wear,
Hold my shuddering shoulders as I weep sitting there.
The food, and the juice, and the fasting for a test,
The blood taking and scans, biopsy on my chest.
The needles and prodding and liquids on tap.
The poking and bruising, and blood pressure strap.
So much to do, and so much to take in
Where does it end; how did it begin?
So many queries and thoughts in my mind
Thinking's what I do to pass all the time.
But I know you'll be here, patiently waiting at my bedside
And when they come with results, hold my hand against the tide
Of torment and pain and denial and tears
You'll all be with me, for the forecoming years.
Whilst I may not be, who knows - a year or two,
These days will be cherished; for spending them with you.
Author notes
This was hard to write; and it may read stilted, but God it was hard to write. Last Monday, on the 6th July 2009, my sister [there's 4 of us, I'm youngest, she's next in line to me] was rushed to A&E with suspected blood clot; which she had, but since then, they've discovered three 'oddities' in her body; which they haven't fully settled on yet but they've told us it's very, very serious, and everyone in the hospital is pulling out the stops for her. I can't comprehend life without her; or with her having a serious condition, she's only 29. All prayers and thoughts appreciated ; this is just a little look into our lives these days.
EDIT: to let readers know, she was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. It hasn't gotten much easier.
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Comments
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I'm so sorry that your family is dealing with this. I know only to well how you must feel having lost my father-in-law to this same thing in 2005. God bless you dear and may he give you strength to fight this battle. Thank you for sharing this part of your life.


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Very hard to write, Yes.
Parkinson's (which I have) isn't this bad (knowing now that it turned out to be cancer). I'm so sorry.


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