During their stays,
patients are encouraged to move around, in order to redevelop their muscles and
not melt away tonelessly into their hospital beds.
As soon as I was able
to, I got up, stepped out of my room (wearing a covering bathrobe because the
standard issue hospital gowns… you know) and I began perambulating the long and
circuitous Saint John’s Hospital hallways.
I believed I was
merely exercising. But, subtly and imperceptibly,
my excursions had evolved into a “Quest.”
Some people never
find him.
But every day, I walked the halls.
And after numerous wrong turns
And uncountable dead ends...
There he was.
Was it a coincidence? Or was that when I started to feel better?
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3 comments:
"And Jesus said to the man, 'Stand up and go. Your faith has healed you.' " Luke 17:19 New Living Translation
I guess I should have used a verse from John but you get the idea. Some of us believe there are no coincidences.
If you wanted to find a nice Jewish boy, you should've met a doctor
You appear to have the chops for a guest shot with Nurse Jackie.
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