Relay Writing : Life Balance
call the midwife
Through my squinted eyes bright light came rushing toward me. Is this the end? No hold on pull yourself together. It is just some guy with a head torch looking down.
"Hey I know this gal, its Alice" he says.
Alice? I have no idea who the heck Alice is. A Smokie lyric comes to mind and I manage to mumble "My name is not Alice"
"She's responding! What's you name then?" a paramedic says. "By the way I love that Smokie song." Did I say that out loud? Oh this gets better and better...
Gee, What is my name? I know its not Alice, I have no idea. It is at times like this I wish I was not proud and I wore a medic bracelet. At least then I would know my name!
"I know it starts with "A" but I am no Alice." I respond.
I start frantically thinking of girls names that start with A to see if any sound familiar to me.
Abigail, Alison, Ann.
A strange taste forms in my mouth. Oh no, I know that taste, I am going to seizure...
At least I don't have that fuzzy ball of light in my eyes. Oh God no, I thought that too soon.
"She's fitting" ...
When I come to, I am in a strange hospital bed. It takes me a few minutes to remember...
The crash...oh and the seizure. Oh my head feels like hell. If I could detach the right side of my face and put it in cool water, I would.
I could cry, its been so long since my seizures. I will probably have to give up driving at least for a bit. How on earth will I manage? The kids have so many things on. I hate the public transport system.
I realise that a dormant part of my life is going to awaken. I think of all the politically correct numpties that I have crossed my path with epilepsy.
The pants, Geez the pants! Why did I not listen to my mother! Her years in emergency medicine... I cringe at the thought of the tearoom banter....Oh well at least someone will have a laugh. I wonder if they have figured out that my knickers have teeth marks?
I remember the light and think of how I thought for a split second, I thought my time is up. Its at these times I am glad I have a faith that is steadfast.
I was not ready to go, it was not my time. I have too much I still want to do...
Here is your writing prompt –
I have too much I still want to do...
- Create a new title (this one was Life Balance)
- Write a creative response (you decide point of view/genre/characters)
- Identify the opening prompt and ending prompt - include the link
- Have fun and enjoy reading the various responses!
NOTE - DO NOT copy anyone else's text...start with their ending prompt
you may copy and paste this portion, but you must edit the prompt and title.
Join in on the fun! See where it takes you and your reader. Be sure to link back to other continuations. :-)
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