'THE HOSPITAL' - GEORGE

It was Bank Holiday Monday the 7th of May,
I thought I would have a nice peaceful day,
But my husband George, had very bad hands,
Swollen, infected, very grand,
So off to the local hospital we went.
Into a cubicle we were sent,
I was dying for a cup of tea.
But all the vending machines were empty,
so off I went, and got a can of diet coke.
This day is turning into an awful joke.
Next minute there was blood all over my thumb,
A nurse is suggesting a needle in my bum,
We dropped out trousers and over we bent.
I don;t think my peaceful day, was meant.
The next day I woke up, I could hardly believe my eyes,
I had an awfully, red, swollen painful thigh.
It hurt so much it almost made me cry!
Next time George has to go for treatment he will go alone.
I can just sit, and wait at home.
(IT's SAFER)

© Pat Dring