Sunday, March 20, 2011

When I'm sick I miss you most
You were by my side when I had fevers
"My, you are a fireball, let's cool you down"
By my side when my stomach hurt
With a needle ready to prick my fingers
Or helping pats as I leaned over the toilet
By my side at the hospital bed
Exclaiming at my bravery against never-ending shots

First to rush over when I cried quietly at night
First to notice when I wasn't feeling well
Never catching my sickness by tending to me
Never leaving
You were the best nurse

When you got sick
I was the worst nurse

Now that I'm sick
I miss you the most

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