Hospitals by Susie Field
Time moves slowly – tick tick tock Staring at that hospital clock. The days are long and endlessly boring The nights even worse, ‘cos everyone’s snoring. It’s supposed to be a restful place But the level of noise is an utter disgrace. Nurses talking all night long And soon the dawn chorus will break into song. 6 am – night staff still chattering 8 am – breakfast trolley comes clattering. Blood pressure, temperature readings again Followed by tablets to mask the pain. The new admission has never stopped talking I’ll try and escape, but it’s so hard walking. I suppose I could hobble across to the loo. I don’t really want to, but it’s something to do. Better not fall whilst dragging my drip Last thing I need is a broken hip. Back watching the clock – soon be visiting time A little nap, and I’m sure I’ll be fine. It’s 8 pm – I’ve slept too long Just been informs my visitor’s gone. Another long night now l...