Relieved but Angry
I knew I was dying as I drove myself across town to the hospital
I was gasping for breath; my lungs were closing fast like concrete
I did not expect to make it; I was leaving a fourteen-year-old daughter.
I felt sad about this, because she was home alone.
Miraculously, I reached the hospital and lumbered toward emergency.
I thought I would collapse and die in the parking lot.
I was heaving, not breathing.
A nurse grabbed me when I got inside.
I was gasping Ahhh ahhhh ahhhh
“Asthma’, she said.
She put me on a breathing machine. and I was alive again.
someone tried to put an I-v in me.
Five tries.
There was blood dripping on the sheet.
Were these people vampires?
I was ready to scream.
Call for Bob, someone said.
Why didn’t they call for Bob three stabs ago?
Bob is apparently the only one here who can push in an IV.
I did not want him to try but he did, and it was a success.
the room smelled like bleach and some weird medicine.
I felt relieved to be here, but angry about all the stabbings.
Vampires are gentler than these people.
My gown was open and my butt was showing.
I could feel the draft but I did not close it
I felt these people deserved a show
after what they had put me through
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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