Screwdrivers penetrating Knives stabbing Through the left side Of my chest and back. EXCRUCIATING CRUSHING PIERCING I could not breathe I could not move an inch I could not move an arm out to reach for my phone I could not whisper let alone scream for help I was helpless I layed over 5 minutes … Continue reading 16 ~ Peace ~
Day: January 7, 2018
An Open Letter to the Doctor Who Gave up on Me
“I wiped away those tears & picked myself back up”
This story hits back home!!
The dr who told me I needed a feeding tube was correct..
However he said it in a harsh, threatening manner thinking my food will start going down because I’ll be afraid of a feeding tube…
Before I start, I want you to know I’m not even mad. You’re not the first or probably the last to turn over my case. The moment that you gave me the pity look, and said “you will never get better, you will have a feeding tube the rest of your life, and I can’t help you.” Tears immediately welled up in my eyes, and my stomach sank to my feet. That was the worst feeling, when you gave up on me.
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