Not Without Harm
She was going
shrinking back, way back
into a small black ball
behind her face
far from waking or smiling
too far to answer what
or open her eyes
to see
too far to ever come back
I could see it
the tiny hard ball
feel the cold rush of terror
as I called her name
shouted her name Alyce Alyce
can you open your eyes?
can you wake up Alyce?
They stood leaning on the wall
down in the nurse's snack room
drawing coffee from a machine
chatting laughing quietly unaware
that Alyce who did not want coffee
or soda or water or mother
was going to sleep
It's nighttime, he said, the male
nurse who knew everything,
the normal time for sleeping
but six hours after coming up
she cannot hear me I said can't
wake up respond see me
it took work but
I made them come and look
Alyce, they said
no answer
Alyce they yelled no answer
still it's night he said
Jerry
his voice calm for me
but I saw him
I saw everything
he shot a look at the other nurse
the woman
six hours after Alyce
became his charge he turned
the dial on the Imed
Gemini PC-1 to flow
then hooked up the oxygen
and her face began to pink.
* * *
To Ben and Alyce,
This is part of Alyce's story. Public here, but for you to remember, Alyce, and for you to know, Ben, because she has a history and a knowledge of some suffering. This was from when she was in the back seat of John Weatherby's car, riding home from school. He ran a stop sign and they were hit. That accident is why she has a plate in her arm and a slight limp and the first marks of cuts on her beautiful face.
I remember her friend Lisa coming to the hospital to see Alyce. A short visit. Lisa came out weeping. I remember questions and fears from other friends and from her family.
I say Alyce has been through some hard stuff, but she is someone you can't keep down. She goes on. And she is a happy person. I have begun to think you and she were supposed to find each other--with a little help from Karen. I am glad for you both and want you always to be good to each other. Always look out for each other. Happy Valentine's Day.
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