#icu
Eighty years young
Speaking in tounge
Your body fought
Head full of bizarre thought
Arms and legs restrained
How are you not frightened
Are they violent, Yah?
We tried, everything,
for the shake of your revival
I can't bear to see you like this
I wish you are dismiss
Heavily sedated & exhausted
To tired to wrestled & agitated
Lord please take his pain away
Apr 9, 2022
Apr 9, 2022 at 7:40 AM UTC
It’s strangely busy around the deathbeds,
as well it’s my last nightshift of the year.
I try to make no noise, can you hear me?
Push my hand, if you can, move a limb.
Your breath is so slow, please keep going,
monitors flash in time with the ventilator.
I’ll control the pupils, I know it’s blinding.
No one goes with their sparkling old eyes,
we are usually fading before we are dying.
Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 2:22 AM UTC
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what do you say to someone
you love from such a distance ?
a stroke could be measured by
how far it is from the first floor
to the intensive care unit
or from the steering wheel
to the door **** of the
hospital entrance
or from your drive way to
the spot where you have to
pay for parking
or from the handset of
your telephone to his ear—
exhausted,
you can only
whisper
into it—
"i love you Daddy"
and hope this time
he can feel your
breath...
s jones
Nov 2021
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Nov 27, 2021
Nov 27, 2021 at 5:29 AM UTC
No real connections and no restraints…
I watch you breathing and feeling faint.
I hold your hand and ask you to fight.
I will tell you, your attitude can save your life.
I know you’re alone, please know I am here.
I see you starving for oxygen, I feel your fear.
Please listen to the doctor trying to prescribe,
their knowledge and experience can save your life.
Please try my darling, you’re just too young.
Starving for oxygen can leave you high strung.
Don’t you understand the BiPAP can save your life? Or should we start the process and notify your wife?
Sweetheart, I get that this is hard!
You can’t breathe deeply, your lungs are scarred.
I know that I will always ask for too much.
We need to get you out of bed and sit you up.
But, let me tell you the other route.
If you give up, unfortunately, we have our doubts.
We might end up having to intubate…
And leave those strong wrists in soft restraints.
This is something we as nurses know,
Unfortunately, once intubated your prognosis is low.
Most Covid patients never wean off of the vent,
So say goodbye to your family and friends.
I’ll hold your hand no matter what you decide,
I’ll hold the phone to your ear listening to your families last goodbyes…
We will all cry and all of our hearts will break,
You’ll just just be another statistic the media will define as “fake.”
… please know I’ll always remember you by heart, I’ll remember your story from end to start, I’ll never forget what you’ve been through, because that’s what we as nurses do.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 4:25 PM UTC
Everything is black
I don’t know where I am
Everything is unknown
this couldn’t have been the plan
my body is shaking
they rush to my side
my heart is racing
theyre afraid I might die
Levels of consciousness vary
I verbalize many of sounds
My limbs are impossible to carry
In my head I am no where to be found
My eyes were open
And my mouth too
I took too many pills
I didn’t think things through
Somewhere in my mind
I’m hoping I don’t die
And my body took the controls
and said, “We have to stay alive“
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
There’s pieces missing of my life
I know I should have thought twice
Taking the pills
and mentally preparing my will
But knew it wasn’t right
I drove to help
So glad I did
If I had waited
I would be dead
Feb 4, 2020
Feb 4, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
I don’t remember much of the time
Where I was in the hospital about to die
Awake for 36 hours
But what is time?
When you’re not coherent
Everyone’s afraid you will die
Memories come in fragments
I don’t know why
I try to remember
It makes me cry
I feel like I have lost that time
I want to know what it felt like to almost die
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
Ambulance ride
Why did I do this?
I’m scared I will die
Losing coherence
Seizures arise
I don’t remember
Days of that time
They’re scared I won’t make it
My family cries
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 9:36 AM UTC
PleAse don’t pretend
Lie to a child that somehow we are friends
Even if I try to extend
Your moving back into the future
And we won’t ever be kin
If that’s a game you’d like to play
Take your misery I’m not afraid to walk away
I didn’t make the simple mans mistake
I saw a virtue in the struggle of the wait
So when I don’t care to even glance in your eyes
Don’t act as if it’s some ill willed surprise
You had a chance just as I
And just as in that sense we are alike
I too can choose to exile your kind.
So this is me saying with clarity
You’ve exhausted all of my charity.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 2:45 AM UTC
Beep ..beep…beep
Ceiling closed by
Foot rested above my head
Arms cuffed, multiple Punctures
Half vein, half wire
Half Survive, half dead
Attachment with Machines
Beep.. beep.. beep
Screen displays, I still survive
Hope of Humanity from Machines
Health status, undergone Inertia
Sometime, time wins the race
Sometime, time follows my pace
Accelerated Life, Arrhythmia of thought
The last Stop
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:06 AM UTC
Know that I asked for physical pain,
Right when I was the most happy,
Invincible I seemed to myself,
Poor me- I got it what I asked for,
Into the hospital ICU I joined forces.
Ya I'm cursed with a long, long life,
Onto an evil world I'm slammed,
Until I met her I knew not love.
Could I walk on water to satisfy her,
How convenient for her to imagine,
Exhausted, my love isn't even a bit,
Aches my heart so metaphorically,
Tiniest shards of my soul just cry.
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
I got the call while I was at work.
Your mom found you lying in the floor,
You're still unconscious in the hospital,
I got here, doing the speed limit and a lot more.
They wouldn't let me see you, ICU is for family,
You're one of my best friends; they finally relented.
I finally see you and I honestly can't believe
The sight with which I'm presented.
I hold your hand and your hand is so cold,
Not like the lively girl I used to know,
I can't say the words I want to say,
But they all boil down to, "Please don't go."
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
dead dying uncles in icu rooms unstable
little weak men old dried up not dried out
you ask i tell, nothing to see here but ashes
time rots everything
so what tell me is the point
of pitiful, joyless struggles
all our own small motives laid bare
so crass and primal the animals we are
mucking about ******* in the mud
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC