Trip to the Hospital
TIA?
Pass it may.
Is it a stroke?
No; no joke.
There's a rumor.
It's a tumor.
Glioblastoma?
I hit a homer.
Not rocket science; just brain surgery.
Look ma, the cran(e), the cran(e)
By Norm Muilenburg
December 2, 2009
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6 comments:
I am sending every prayer and ounce of love your way. Positive thoughts... all day. Love you all.
Norm, and all, see my comment posted inadvertently to "Norm's News" rather than to Norm's Poem, which is wonderful--and captures you completely. Prayers, thoughts, long-distance hugs, good vibes are well on their way.
Love, Marilyn
This poem is wonderful and captures your humor and vitality and spirit. My spirits and thoughts are with you!
Radhika Breaden
My goodness I am shocked and words are failing me.
I had changed my email address and just happened to check my old account.
I will keep in touch and I am thinking of all of you.
Thank you for setting up this site.
We think of you often, Norm. You remain in our thoughts and prayers. Godspeed.
Eric Schuman
I shared your poem in a group meeting I attend regularly, and a young woman who desperately needed some inspiration was moved into a bit of much needed action. She approached me and thanked me for sharing and announced " I need to stop whining, and get out of my victim mentality..."
Thank you Norm.
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