A QUADRUPLE BY-PASS A quadruple by-pass, What is it like? If you ask me, a fright, a fright. Most others have, an easy time. A treacherous one, reserved for mine. It was an emergency, so they said. The pains in the chest, the pressure like lead. One was closed, the 2nd was ninety. the 3rd three quarters, and the 4th about forty. It took 5-1/2 hours, but how could I know. They worked real hard, recovery was slow. I finally awoke, the pain so severe. I wish I were dead, I cried, do you hear? My eyes, I can't see, only double and triple. My right side is numb, My God!!!!! I'm a cripple. It will pass, it will pass, It's all in your head. I couldn't fathom, this lie that they led. For two or three days, in I.C.U., I laid. The pain so severe, Please end it I pled. Every morning I woke, with the pain still the same. My memory sporadic, Do the kids have a Name? A heart attack is bad, A stroke is worse. And when you have both, It's a lifetime curse. It's been 14 years, of struggle and strife. But I'm still fighting, for the right to a life. Two years ago, a bad heart attack. Afraid to open, Might not make it back. And so I live from day to day. Tomorrow may come, and so I pray. I am really thankful, for family support. My wife's name is Jean, her title, a QUEEN. It hasn't been easy, this life that I live. Others are worse, To them Help, We Must Give.
Reason for writing:
Many have asked me, What is it like? And every word is true.
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