tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1682459928389323123.post2662921080867561410..comments2024-02-25T10:48:45.131+02:00Comments on ReettaNoomiElina: SUNNUNTAIN TAJUNNANVIRTAA-Tiina-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15948144202274410330noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1682459928389323123.post-21299476206979720772014-01-21T22:19:43.624+02:002014-01-21T22:19:43.624+02:00Moi! tuosta viirustorjunnasta koneeseen, älkää kau...Moi! tuosta viirustorjunnasta koneeseen, älkää kaupasta ostako, ladatkaa ilmainen vuoden ohjelma netissä :) yhtä hyvä kun nää mitä kaupasta saapi! mulla avastAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1682459928389323123.post-74763664331341562482014-01-20T11:38:40.442+02:002014-01-20T11:38:40.442+02:00Mun oli pakko laittaa tää sulle..kolahti ainakin i...Mun oli pakko laittaa tää sulle..kolahti ainakin itselle ja tuli mieleen ne ajat kun elimme vielä syöpälapsen kanssa <3<br /><br />Special Poem for Cancer Moms<br /><br />I belong to a special group of women.<br /><br />My friends and I have an amazing bond.<br /><br />We never wanted to be in this group.<br /><br />Yet we are in it, for life.<br /><br />Maybe we have met, maybe we haven't<br /><br />Yet our love for each other is boundless.<br /><br />We know the pain the other one feels,<br /><br />And we share our victories small or huge,<br /><br />Words like chemo, IV, Zofran, bald heads<br /><br />Are always a part of our conversations,<br /><br />As well as roadrage, tears and meltdowns<br /><br />We always know where the closest puke bucket is,<br /><br />We can hold it in one hand if necessary<br /><br />Swallow a sandwich that the other hand is holding.<br /><br />We can drive to the hospital,<br /><br />Park in the dark parking garage,<br /><br />Make our way through the halls of the hospital<br /><br />And to the appropriate floor,<br /><br />Settle in a room, turn the TV on,<br /><br />Give instructions to the head nurse,<br /><br />Silence loud beeping IV pumps,<br /><br />Direct a wagon AND and IV pole<br /><br />To the playroom without hitting anything<br /><br />Make our way back to the correct room<br /><br />And all this, mind you,<br /><br />With our eyes closed at any given time<br /><br />We know how to draw blood from lines.<br /><br />Sticking out of little kids chests<br /><br />We can hold them down with one hand,<br /><br />While a nasogastric tube is inserted in their little nose,<br /><br />And be on the phone with their dad's at the same time.<br /><br />We can live for days on hospital food,<br /><br />And on maybe only one meal a day.<br /><br />We know the names of up to 20 different drugs,<br /><br />Their purpose, dosage and time to be taken.<br /><br />We are always on call, 24 hours a day,<br /><br />Seven days a week.<br /><br />We are used to not always looking our best,<br /><br />Hard to do with only a few hours of sleep.<br /><br />Make-up, hair styling, skirts are words of the past.<br /><br />We have become addicted to texting at the hospital, clinic, home, wherever.<br /><br />We talk sometimes at all hours of the night,<br /><br />We know we can count on someone to be up.<br /><br />Then for one of us, the world stops.<br /><br />She has to walk away, broken.<br /><br />This job is over.<br /><br />The job is over, but the fight is on.<br /><br />Remember, I said we were in this forever.<br /><br />We are friends, sisters, temporary nurses.<br /><br />We are each others rock, each others punching bag.<br /><br />We listen, we vent, we cry, we laugh together.<br /><br />We share our lives and our deaths<br /><br />We share our pain and our victories.<br /><br />We are strong but not by choice.<br /><br />Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose,<br /><br />But never are we defeated.<br /><br />We are not nurses,<br /><br />We are not doctors,<br /><br />We are Cancer Moms...Johannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07227996125278022119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1682459928389323123.post-54072275292357948802014-01-19T18:29:54.760+02:002014-01-19T18:29:54.760+02:00Tajunnanvirtatekstiäsi on rattoisaa lukea, Tiina. ...Tajunnanvirtatekstiäsi on rattoisaa lukea, Tiina. Kiitos riveistäsi.<br />Hyvää Helsingin keikkaa - olkoon kaikki mallillaan!<br />Halauksia.Juttahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02904813944685123447noreply@blogger.com