
Dear Diary ;
feeling rather wretched now;
turns out i caught a bacterial form of laryngitis
from that high fever i had a few days ago-
and so now i m stuck full-time at home
when i could be at my ZONE CAMP!!! -deepsighs andwhines
ahhs wells..
let words express what my voice currently cant!
A trip to the doctor
A child's persistent muffled coughs
fill the chilling silence of this
seemingly cheery, simple room
People, left alone to their own thoughts
perhaps to enjoy a moment of
quiet reflection;
dislodged from this busy rush called Life
On the surface,
they seem fine
but mere appearance belie something more sinister..
an arthritic knee, perhaps?
or a tumour, one or two?
encezma, high fever or most probably
the common cold and flu.
so perhaps i should be thankful
this really could be worse-
Paralysis or malignant cancer would be
a greater curse;
Be glad this is a clinic girl- and
not the ICU-
cuz really, everybody knows;
theres a limit what doctors can do.
and this is dedicated to my Healer! ^^
In God i trust
my throat be healed
In God i trust
my strength renew
all worries and sorrow
though here today;
gone tomorrow
In God i trust
my troubles He casts-
in God i trust
i must, i must. =)
and Lastly!
i love the withering plant
in the corner of this room
its dying vines entangle!
around a pole thats so unstable!
its dried roots reaching in vain
for moisture on the cold tiled floor
yet it leaves are still a hopeful pale green
though reality bites;it wont give in-
gambate!
i love its fighting spirt- man!
against slow Death?
i hope it wins. ^^
Yet Another Day;5:12 AM