Tag: Hospital
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Trip
#Socs #Trip I He’s escaping life for fourteen days packing his pannier for sun and sand short cut shirts , shorts, and sporting trainers sun protection a must – as well as the wide brimmed hat something formal for the evening meal II Speeding across the sand at speed like Hasselhoff in his beach shorts […]
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Hazard
#fowc #winter #hazard Holes in the pavement and black ice – dont really make good conditions for zipping about on a winters morning as one or the other will see you flat on your back or rolling about on the floor – worse still – the drop might see you in a hospital bed
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Valentine in a time of Lockdown
#Valentinesday passing in corridors two masqueraded , star crossed lovers leaving each other small heartfelt notes on each others stations message clear – as eyes meet for the briefest of moments before the next admission comes in
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Broken
#Octpowrimo #Broken more than one penny dropped on the fall to the ground vision went haywire while every single memory moved around like scrambled eggs expectation – another rendezvous with the neurological ward to fix the problems caused by the drop
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Sting
Sting Salford, 17th September 2017 Someone should have Told the sun worshipper to not go near that hive Instead they went on a honey hunt – and met some angry bees Note – they were whisked straight off to First aid – “Got to tell you” – said the nurse – this is going to […]
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Old Scars
Heal Salford, 8th April 2017 A gap in the line of teeth caused by a toughened Chinese spare rib hidden by the scarred lip caught whilst shaving Mark above the eye that chickenpox i had to scratch Lines in the chin – covered by facial hair caused by a flight without wings Another Line – […]
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Getting Better
From the home of my “Pacman” Poem (Hospital Bed, Hope Hospital, Salford) I wrote this whilst undergoing tests on my pressure valve. Found it in my notebook – and decided to share…(28/8/15) Its time to give the headaches a break, and give feeling well a try Time to let those pains go free and […]
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Picking up Radio 3
Headaches… They’re a funny thing!…with all those little gifts that they bring. Head pressures, fireflies and aversion to sun and that’s before they’ve even begun I might have appreciated Kipling or Keats, but instead, something musical its left as a treat. A Clashing steel cymbal, a large kettle drum A Brass section blaring out noises […]
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