My quilting teacher had a stroke;
Her daughter keeps in touch.
She sends out updates, which we all
Appreciate so much.
The word last night was pretty grim,
A move to I.C.U.
A blood infection'd taken hold;
Not much that they could do.
Today another message came -
The hospital was wrong.
Her roommate had the sepsis
But my teacher's going strong.
Apologies were offered
Yet that doesn't make it right,
Upsetting all her friends and
For her daughter - what a fright!
I know that humans mess things up
But this one takes the cake.
You'd think a hospital would not
Make such a huge mistake.
Friday, August 21, 2015
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