Hi all, I made up a poem for all the people that took care of me in the hospital to say thanks.
I had a little tumor that annoyed me when I peed,
Then along came Mr. Bramwell & got rid of it for me,
I met some lovely nurses who zapped me every day,
Their kind & caring faces helped me along the way,
To them I'd like to say God bless you
Angels without a doubt
I'd also like to thank them
It's over & it's out
Unfortunately, it was not over, the cancer came back & I now have a urostomy, but I am alive & well.
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scotlass
Aug 12, 2006 10:31 pm
Past Member
Aug 15, 2006 6:42 am
These angels without wings,
take care of nasty things,
like pee & sick & poo,
& blood & gore & goo,
They work both night & day,
But how they like to play,
to drink & dance, have fun,
I know I married one.
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