All I can do
living in
loneliness
And sorrow
loneliness
And sorrow
I
had dreams
Of
yesterday's tomorrow
But
today was sad Instead
Left
with lingering Memories
Of
the bond between you and me
In
this tomorrow's yesterday
All
I can do is cry and pray
And
hope you found peace
In
your end
Good
bye to you
Signed
with love
Your
friend
Chris McQueeney 7/17/12 10:59 P.M.
I was scared this week. While at work on Monday
I got chemical burns on my lungs from atomized particles of sodium hydroxide. I
am a painter by trade, and am exposed to chemicals on a very regular basis. The
situation was one that could happen to a person in my field at any point in
time. That is one of the hazards that I have to deal with on a regular basis.
The incident was not my fault. I was using
the proper safety equipment, and being cautious about the stain stripper I was
applying to the outside of the home I was working on. The funny thing is that
while I was being cautious another person was not, and I get to suffer because
of it…such is life, I guess.
Immediately upon inhaling the caustic
material I started coughing, and soon after was vomiting. After about five
minutes of that I was rushed to the hospital by the owner of the company I work
for. On the ride it occurred to me that I could die from the exposure…my next
thought was what would happen to my children. They would be taken care of, but
would not have a father.
As I’m sure you can tell I didn’t die, but
I did get to spend five hours coughing and vomiting blood .I have not been back
to work , and not sure when I will . More and more I am being driven to find
another field of work…writing
Thank you to my family and friends for
checking on me, and thank you Christopher for driving me around, and Jen and Jason
for taking care of me
12 comments:
Life is fragile. My biggest fear is that Jane would have no mother of something happened to me. Glad you are okay! Moments like this are reminders of how fragile we all are.
dude...i am glad you are ok...that is scary stuff...amy is right, life is fragile...something happening to my kids is the worst thought to me...followed by if i could not take care of them...glad you have good friends to care for you as well...
:)
i hope you're mending chris!
i'm in love with that poem. nice.
jeez chris, that is really a scare. i'm glad you are on the mend--i hope you and have fresh air around you and you will breathe deep,
now who did you write this poem for?
love
kj
Not quite ok, but alive. ..and that is huge!
I am lucky that I have the people in my life that I do
Right back at ya
Thank you lisa...:-)
Hi kj...the poem was penned after reading a poem by another author about her childhood friend killing himself ...no ties to my life...but I think it works well
In a way, I am thankful for moments such as the one you lived through. It reminds me that each day is a gift not a given, and to live as if it may be my last - because it may.
Chemicals are nasty business...among other things. My father was once contaminated via a faulty respirator (while working in containment at a nuclear facility) A trip to the hospital, scrubbed face and nasal passageways, and fever and chills later, he was all right. It was the first moment of realization in my teen aged mind that my father was not invincible. That his job, where he worked in dangerous situations, was done for us despite the risk. I saw him differently after that - gained a deeper respect.
SO glad to hear you are alright!
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