Feeling Relieved By Lesser Bad News

Victoria Ponte

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I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a bed I didn’t recognize. Slowly, it dawned on me that I was in a hospital recovery room. I had no recollection of how I got there. I wasn’t in pain, but noticed bandaging on my right shoulder. I tried to think about why I was there. Had I been in a car accident? I figured this would be the way one would awaken from that kind of nightmare; alone in a recovery room with no memory of…

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Victoria Ponte

Writing to share wonder, gratitude and a sense of humor. Poetry, life lessons, survivor. Buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/victoriaponte