Chest infection again…

On Thurday night paramedics attended. They nebulised me and my chest was clear, but she told me she felt I had an infection.

It was then that I realised that the hospital had replaced the medicines that I took with me except antibiotics. Major oversight.

Good Friday chemists were shut but I got some on Saturday and I am no longer wheezing. However, I feel incredibly weak.

This morning I delivered Easter eggs to all the houses with children or window boxes. I watered my friends window box that I made for them. As they are both trauma nurses they don’t get time to water frequently.

I thought a friend was coming, but no sign of him yet.

I need help planting my plants.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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