Author: Edwin

Remember Those in Pain During the Holidays (and Hope for the Future Jesus Promised)

  Here’s my lastest Greenville News column. Merry Christmas, now and especially in the future… http://www.greenvilleonline.com/story/opinion/2017/12/12/opinion-remember-those-pain-during-holidays/939848001/ It’s a common misconception that emergency rooms are filled with victims of gunshots wounds and car crashes, poisonings and heart attacks. And indeed, some are. The big referral centers like Greenville Memorial are constantly awash in that sort of thing. However, much of what fills all ER’s is far more common; cough and cold, weakness and dizziness, abdominal pain and back pain, fever and sore throat. And lots and lots of human sorrow and broken lives. The older I grow the more all of it moves me. I am saddened that we cannot make new kidneys and free those enslaved to dialysis machines. I’m heart-broken that not every cardiac arrest can sit up and say, ‘well that was weird!’ and go home with his or her family. I so wish that seniors could wake from the twilight of dementia and reclaim their memories. That every sick child would grow to vibrant adulthood. I am always stunned by cancer; by the way it almost seems to spring from the darkness and attack at random. Not long ago I had to give a man that terrible news. I hate that. I feel sorrow for the alcoholic, the narcotic addict, and their loved ones. For the abused woman, assaulted man and molested child. For the schizophrenic,...

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What do you mean it’s a cold? A poem…

  What do you mean it’s a cold? A poem for viral illness season. Fever, cough and runny nose, Muscle aches from head to toes, Scratchy throat and stuffy ears, Doctor, please allay my fears! Can’t I get some Zithromax? Lortab for my aching back? Maybe just Amoxicillin, For my stuffy, whiny children? You say virus I, but I’m dying; Surely there ain’t no denying, What I have is devastating, And I spent an hour waiting! Hook me up and make me better, Else I’ll write your boss a letter; Don’t you tell me ‘it’s a cold,’ That tired...

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Christmas in Emergistan! A poem.

Oh Christmas in Emergistan, a wondrous time of year, with every pain scale off the chart and elves a’ swilling beer.   With old folks feeling sad and blue, and shoppers picking fights, and psychiatric rooms all full of strange, disturbing sights.   Oh Christmas in our native land, is never without fun; but check the strange guy’s shopping bag, he might just have a gun!   Christmas in Emergistan, with Christmas lists specific; Percocet is nice enough Dilaudid is terrific!   Sweet Christmas in Emergistan, with chest pain all around, where stressful family gatherings are always to be found.   Dear Santa please don’t pass us by, who labor in Emergistan, We need a little Christmas here, We need a helping hand.   So make the painscales zero and hide the thongs from view; Let lives be saved from pain and death, and help this brave, bold few,   Who day and night do all we can to help the sick and dying, And show us how to comfort them when life has left them crying.   And give us tools and insights, consultants and rooms sufficient To save Emergistani folks from all actions maleficent.   Sweet Christmas in Emergistan, may every shift be dull, may naps and card-games rule the night and snack trays remain full. For Christmas in Emergistan is something we must do. So may...

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Holidays and Holy Days. (one of my books…)

Dear readers, if you are interested in a collection of many of my columns covering Easter and Christmas, here it is!  The first is the print version…Makes a nice Christmas present!  Well probably, I don’t think I’ve ever given it as one.  Seems a little self-serving…   Holidays & Holy Days but if you like the Kindle version….it costs exactly the same.  (I’d have priced it lower…not my call unfortunately.) https://www.amazon.com/Holidays-Holy-Days-Grace-Sacred-ebook/dp/B00PBHEF58...

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