One went last week...one went this week, another on the way...one went home to die...
one I thought was dying the other day recovered to be sent into a nursing home...
one died when I thought she was okie..came into work asking the ward clerk where did she go..J didn't know...C replied she passed away last night...
I can sort of tell now...when there is a sign on their door saying check with staff before going in...or when all their family congregate...then I know they are going...
I feel sorry for the ones that go...for it's their families that won't let them go...wanting more treatments...wanting tests..wanting all sorts to keep their loved ones just a tiny bit longer...all I can see is their faces...tired...wanting to go...
life goes on..one go... another one come into their bed...that's hospital life...
when I go I hope to go in my sleep...dreaming...not being prod around in a hospital until my body just cark it...
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