So why should you read “The Tube”? Why should you read anything I write. The answer is, there is no good reason. What I can say is that, I consider this a powerful short story snippet that is from my heart. I have no motive for writing it, I just had to get it out. It makes me feel better somehow. Once I saw it on paper, it tended to clarify some things that had been bouncing around between my ears all these years. It’s funny that writing it down made it somehow real to me finally, even explained some of my anger. But, the story is not funny. it is tragic. For those of you who get depressed easily like I do, you may not want to read it at all. It is ???, what’s the word I want, morose maybe? It is about my wife who died 3 years ago. Actually her brain died 3 years ago this week. I have not been the same. I may never be the same.
The Tube
They put her in the Tube, no not Utube, or the boob tube, maybe an MRI tube. You know those magical marvels of medicine, solves all your problems
Let take a look , scan your body, see what’s wrong, so they say But can’t have metal on you, no monitoring equip, no wedding ring As a matter of fact, no one will even know whether you are dead or alive , In the Tube
Got a call at work, your wife has taken a turn for the worse
Nice way of saying, your wife is now a turnip, a vege, no brain function,
in a persistant vegetative state, not likely to come back.
We tried to revive her after she came out of “the tube” they said.
Actually , we got her heart to start beating, another medical marvel.
Now I realize she would be better off dead, than dead in the head.
And so it went , good thing I had UNH for, a quarter mil they did pay
Her family came down, I was in no shape to entertain
I could not even get out of bed, so depressed.
It was hard even to go to the hospital, and see her like that
I wanted to roll up in a shell and die, like some sea creature
Lost my job that Friday, they said “we need somebody here” in this seat
No compassion, just your ordinary biz decision
Then get this, an outlaw in-law decides to rub it into my wounds
“Your not a man, even Jesus is disappointed in you!” He sure knew how to push my buttons.
Good thing I had a hangover, was not capable of kickin his ass on the spot.
And so it goes, trips to the hospital, an hours drive away.
Kept holding on, thinking of the “Lazarus story” Remember that one?
Jesus can raise a friend from the dead, if He wants to.
Miracles do happen, I’ve seen it with my own eyes, but not this time.
I had to be the heavy, you know, the guy who says “Pull the Plug”
My in-laws did not like that term, the medical jargon is
“Do Not Sustain Life” or better yet DNR on the chart, Do Not Resuscitate
Such a technical term. Why don’t they just say ………… I won’t even say it.
So it started in the tube, my life has not been the same
Without my soulmate, my encourger, well, I’ve lost my purpose, or is that porpoise?
So what is the point of it all?, HELLIFiKNOW rhymes with rhino
j.r.d. C@2008