CALL 911

My heart was beating  faster
My hands shaking a bit
Yes, I’m feeling anxious
Have to try and get thru this.

“Pull yourself together”
That’s what I told myself
If I can’t get my head on straight
I’m going to need some help.

Please hurry,  find a Doctor
A PA, perhaps a Nurse
Take  me to the ER
I’m starting to feel worse.

Hurry up, call 911
Where are the paramedics?
Let them bring the stretcher in
I have a splitting headache.

After twenty minutes
The triage nurse appeared
Told me she would fix me up
Said, “Come with me , My Dear”.

Into a gown, onto a bed
She started an IV
Said I was dehydrated
That’s all it was, you see.

Sent me home, gave me a list
Of things I need to do
Said to see my doctor
That I was …. as good as new.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

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