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MAKING IT THROUGH
By : TSURTIDOGNI 031208 WEDNESDAY DEDICATED TO THE LEAGUE OF SALIENT TROUBADOUR Early Saturday morning I woke up, Wondering why I could not lift my body It was March 01, 2008 a new day I thought my life would stop. I felt the numbness of my left extremeties I also felt the numbness of my face. My husband called the doctor and he spoke, "Honey, the doctor said you have a mild stroke." I had this sickness ten years ago, Paralysis went through a month or so. The positive me made a fight Hey! Buddy Body ! You are allright ! Here comes again this illness That makes me sit without ease. I cannot stand for more minutes, My body weakened especially my knees. Right now I have my medication, Taking tablets from the doctors prescription. A daily massage therapy is given, The healing starts again. Pain promises me unexpected pleasure Reading the well-wishers and the prayers The League of Salient Troubadour made it sure, Tsurtidogni, you are a lovely flower to others. To each and everyone of you, Thank You ! My grateful heart wishes to let you know. You touched my very soul now I rejoice, Making it through, that is my choice.
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