What Do You Do When That Last Straw Breaks Your Back

When in that hospital bed, day after day With all the intrusions that got in the way One more therapist coming into my room Or a doctor arrived spreading facts of gloom. Tho the nurses were kind, they kept charging in From morning thu night just as sleep would begin So, one day I’d had enough, and I let out a shout I ask the head nurse, “Please keep everyone out” I need to be left alone, have a good cry To ask God, “Why me”, then on Him I’d rely After a good night’s sleep, hopelessness was gone And with renewed purpose, knew I could move on. What do you do when that last straw breaks your back? You get out of bed, and get yourself back on track!