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Felicity On the Brink of Death
Our Felicity knows no rest and was Often admonished by her Head Nurse. It happened one day she was out for an errand When a small boy was admitted to emergency. With little thought she hurried to help, forgetting she had no gloves on, nor a face mask. The boy was very sick and required great care. The Head Nurse realized something was going to happen. Both were put in isolation separately. Felicity's First symptom was a high fever. Blood samples were taken And examined with urgency. A deadly bug had attacked them. Immediately she was put on two drips, one for dehydration And one to combat the bugs. It would be a slow recovery. No one was allowed near her and she became weak. In Malta, we say illness enters in tonnes and leaves in pounds. So was it with Felicity. Gone was her smile, her singing, And she became quite thin. Her father became a wreck. But God has His ways, and slowly she began to recover. Finally, she was discharged but with orders from the Head Nurse. You are not to come to work before my consent, You will not lose your job. But you must eat and rest. Her parents were at her beck and call. He bought her a comfy sofa, a large television, And a blue comfortable Outdoor Hammock Chair Hang Swing Erected under a large oak tree that was blessed with a breeze. Soon but slowly she regained her smile, her good-looking figure And even ventured for short walks along the winding river. She learned to appreciate her birds’ singing and the lovely blooms. She began to frequent gardens and admire the various flowers. Finally, after some months she was allowed to resume her work. The Head nurse was adamant. Morning shifts only for a while, With fixed hours. No extra work and no emergency visits. She still attended church but changed her tune to God will find a way. Blessed be God. This poem is fiction but taken from my experience with life in a hospital.
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