My 4th hour English teacher told us to write a original, personal poem and this is what I came up with.....
“State of Nothingness”
By Ross
Twisted and curved, my spine looked like a slinky snake.
Month by month it progressed pushing on my heart and lungs like a freight train at full speed ahead.
Scoliosis and Scheuermann’s Kyphosis Disease are the terribly painful culprits.
Sitting in the waiting room full of toys in Shriners Hospital for Children-Shreveport, I look around.
Looking at all of the kids in wheelchairs and walkers, casts and braces.
I wonder what I’m doing here. Should I be here with such sick kids? It is really that bad?
I see the surgeon coming down the hall with a grim, straight face.
“Surgery is our best bet,” he says as I watch his mustache go up and down as he talks.
Leaves have already changed outside my hospital room to the colors of fall. September was here in the blink of an eye.
The butterflies in my stomach were having a party at 5am when the nurse starts the IV.
I see my mom’s face drop and look sick when the surgical nurses come to take me away.
Tears roll down my face as I say goodbye and roll away from my family and see the bright lights of the operating room.
I sit and listen to the jokes of the surgeon as more tears roll down my cheek, knowing I will never be the same when I awake.
Then I feel the warm sensation of my body going numb. My eyes close as I fall into a wonderland of unconsciousness.
When I awake 6 hours later, something is different. Something is wrong! PAIN!
Pain is engulfing my body. My fingers are numb! I can’t move my feet! What wrong with me?!
I start to notice different things. I now have 4 IV’s and a catheter. The beeping of the heart monitor. I become more alert.
I then fall into a land of nothingness. No pain. No hurt. Just sleep.
After 3 days, I’m walking and eating real food! I can’t believe!
In the suburban on I-49 homebound, I think to myself “I did it.” Tired from the journey and pain meds, I fall into a land of nothingness.
“State of Nothingness”
By Ross
Twisted and curved, my spine looked like a slinky snake.
Month by month it progressed pushing on my heart and lungs like a freight train at full speed ahead.
Scoliosis and Scheuermann’s Kyphosis Disease are the terribly painful culprits.
Sitting in the waiting room full of toys in Shriners Hospital for Children-Shreveport, I look around.
Looking at all of the kids in wheelchairs and walkers, casts and braces.
I wonder what I’m doing here. Should I be here with such sick kids? It is really that bad?
I see the surgeon coming down the hall with a grim, straight face.
“Surgery is our best bet,” he says as I watch his mustache go up and down as he talks.
Leaves have already changed outside my hospital room to the colors of fall. September was here in the blink of an eye.
The butterflies in my stomach were having a party at 5am when the nurse starts the IV.
I see my mom’s face drop and look sick when the surgical nurses come to take me away.
Tears roll down my face as I say goodbye and roll away from my family and see the bright lights of the operating room.
I sit and listen to the jokes of the surgeon as more tears roll down my cheek, knowing I will never be the same when I awake.
Then I feel the warm sensation of my body going numb. My eyes close as I fall into a wonderland of unconsciousness.
When I awake 6 hours later, something is different. Something is wrong! PAIN!
Pain is engulfing my body. My fingers are numb! I can’t move my feet! What wrong with me?!
I start to notice different things. I now have 4 IV’s and a catheter. The beeping of the heart monitor. I become more alert.
I then fall into a land of nothingness. No pain. No hurt. Just sleep.
After 3 days, I’m walking and eating real food! I can’t believe!
In the suburban on I-49 homebound, I think to myself “I did it.” Tired from the journey and pain meds, I fall into a land of nothingness.
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