You run toward the sickness ....
While others keep running away...
My dear beloved mother of 70 years passed away on Christmas Eve at around 12:30 at night at the hospital.
On my brief detour from trucking I took on a gig transporting patients from various hospitals following discharge to their dwellings. During this process I got the chance to interact with so many awes...
Real conversations I've had over the last year about Covid.
Dedicated to my cousin who is a nurse, and to all first responders like her. She is my hero and my inspiration. ©2020 Michael R.
Thank you all for being who are!!
~Read this whenever you are feeling down!~
https://commaful.com/?r=clairelhorstman
Behind the scenes of what you don't know. Check on your nurses. We are not okay.
A shatter and a clatter. And then the shrill noise filling their ears. And then darkness. An army of shadows lurks around the corner, watching their prey with hungry looks, shifting their claws.
You run toward the sickness ....
While others keep running away...
My dear beloved mother of 70 years passed away on Christmas Eve at around 12:30 at night at the hospital.
On my brief detour from trucking I took on a gig transporting patients from various hospitals following discharge to their dwellings. During this process I got the chance to interact with so many awes...
Real conversations I've had over the last year about Covid.
Dedicated to my cousin who is a nurse, and to all first responders like her. She is my hero and my inspiration. ©2020 Michael R.
Thank you all for being who are!!
~Read this whenever you are feeling down!~
https://commaful.com/?r=clairelhorstman
Behind the scenes of what you don't know. Check on your nurses. We are not okay.
A shatter and a clatter. And then the shrill noise filling their ears. And then darkness. An army of shadows lurks around the corner, watching their prey with hungry looks, shifting their claws.