Anya was busy she had three rooms left to do
Then another hallway after that she would be through.
Suddenly her vacuum died and went quiet,
Turning round she found the housekeep looking concerned and white!
“According to your records you were a doctor in your country, is that true.”
“Yes “said Anya , thinking that was another life, “just what is that to you.”
“It is that young couple staying in David’s room they have no money and she is not well. Could you check her out I will get Hannah to finish off your rooms.”
Without another word the two women made for David’s snug
Anya pleased to be able to use her given expertise, felt like giving the Jean a hug!
When they arrived Mares looked stressed with pain, fear in her eyes.
When she was told of Anya’s skills she was so relieved she cried.
Irena was there too and she smiled at Anya you need to reassure our patient that we know just what ticks
And what she has here, now, is a case of Braxton Hicks.
Anya checked Mares out and with Irena she agreed
That for Mares to rest and relax really was of the greatest need.
Jean the housekeeper smiled and said that would be fine
David was sharing with the concierge and the manager had seen the couples good effect on his business so he certainly would not mind.
Irena gently told Mares that before she had travelled here and become a maid she had been a midwife and Anya was a doctor and so a birthplan between the three of them made.
Jo was so relieved he went for a walk
And as he was hoping Gabe turned up for a talk.
Gabe told him to fear not that all would go well and after the babe was born as soon as Anya told them all was well they should pack up and go.
Happily humming Anya almost skipped along to her room
From the back of her cupboard she dug out her Drs bag and her books from where they had laid hidden in the gloom.
At last she thought, I can again do just what I love,
Even if it was just for a short time it was like a gift from up above.
Irena too was happy she and Anya were good friends they had travelled to this hotel together and now together they could practice medicine again!
Magi.com had landed and were Hilton bound in their hired limousine they needed food , drink and rest but after that to find the babe they were very keen.
After research on the plane they were even more determined not to contact herod.com again.
This is another excerpt from a version of the the Nativity story, that I wrote all through December 2011. It started here Mary and Jo Part 1
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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8 thoughts on “Mary and Jo Day 11”
Another great excerpt sis!
Thank you Sis 💜
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Thank you so much 💜
This is very clever, Willow.
Thank you Robbie I did the whole story back in 2011. I will be putting up some more chapters as we approach Christmas 💜.
I will look out for them, Willow