You’re in …the E.R.
You tell me …go away
Please Mom, …it’s me
You’re hateful …and mean …no way!
You need help …in a hurry
They’re not moving fast enough
Please help my Mother …NOW
DO SOMETHING …STUFF!
Time passes …way to slow
Eventually …help arrives
An Angel …in disguise
She’s smart …and wise.
To a special place
With angels …all around
Meet your needs and help
My heart is sad …my nerves …WOUND!
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ January 23, 2013
Spent time in the emergency room in a corner room in full view of the nursing staff, before being transferred to the behaviour unit. I was able to be near Mom, yet out of her sight while I made phone calls to siblings. Mom was wild….I was overwhelmed….time stood still FOREVER!
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