Epidural

sans caffeine feasting, sans water; thirsting
growl of stomach - a rumbling roar
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stabs me in the back by noon
will it serve me snacks
after patient endurance
of
walking through water by weeks
to strengthen the core; waiting
by wades back and forth,
forwards, backwards, do the course
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heartbeat, hush
Great Physician heal
the ankle, shin, calf, thigh,
the source
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Mckeithan Avatar
May 30, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Kim, I hope you are a little better today. I am a retired pharmacist from hospitals and we had to make mix many epidurals.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 30, 2025 at 7:14 PM
I am…so far so good! Thank you, Oliver!
Wolf Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Kim, my heart goes out to yon. May you have a speedy, complete recovery --- and never need another epidural!
Rodrigues Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 9:00 PM
I thank you for that! ((hugs))
Greenhough Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 3:10 PM
Ouch. Hospitals are scary. You really achieved a great portrayal of those white halls. I hope you are well and healing.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 7:18 PM
So far so good. We will see. Thank you, Hilda!
Proxenos Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 1:23 PM
We are born we grow though time we age and ACHE the pray that we will COPE. Blessings Jennifer.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Yes, I see that now, as I approach 65! I see all the “hip” sters limping along and think oh my … God bless us all.
Hind Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 12:13 PM
God, Kim, poor you. I pray the 'Great Physician" to give you some relief. I know it must really hurt, :(
Hind Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 3:33 PM
That's a pretty high pain level. Ugh. Take a hot bath. I'm sure you've tried that though. Best wishes, Kim <3
Rodrigues Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 12:31 PM
Thank you so much! The walking even short distances was 7-8 out of 10 on the pain scale, so hoping this does the trick forever or at least for a good long while. God knows! xxoo
Hind Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 12:13 PM
Big gentle hugs
Rodgers Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 6:16 AM
Dearest Kim, O' my what raw immediacy and such a testament to endurance, hunger, and hope. I felt the thirst of thirst, the seismic growl of waiting, the sharp intrusion of pain spelling itself down your spine. Your words ripple with vulnerability and resilience, along with prayer. Thank you for letting me witness your journey and may the Great Healer mend every ache, from ankle to soul. My wife will really relate. Spring Blessings, My Dear Kim, Daniel
Rodrigues Avatar
May 29, 2025 at 12:30 PM
Thank you for your extensive comment. I feel you’ve heard me. I think it went well…have been waiting a long time, still it is in God’s timing. Hug your wife for me! I understand,now, many of those I see limping along especially 60 years and such.
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