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One Hospital War Story

One of my hospital stays brings back a memory of myself, unable to eat of drink for weeks and weeks.

The only thing I was able to do was sip two ounces of water every 4 hours. It was pathetic. I was reduced to begging for ice chips and watching the clock on the hour for my next sips of liquid. If I did drink more I would vomit therefore it was absolutely necessary. My brain, working overtime had the nurses and my friends freezing tasty liquids in two ounce portions to await the four hour mark. I did that for weeks. It saddens me now to think about that and to remember it really did happen to me. I, as a result have so much compassion for people who are sick. These memories keep me grounded and often I refer to myself at that time as if it were a dream. In reality, it really was a “war story.