This week’s prompt ~ Bells
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beecwood carpeted by bluebells.
The noise was too much it filled her head, it split her ears,it hurt. It was relentless it was so painful.
She fell, she screamed but no sound left her mouth. She screamed at her son, HELP ME!! But he did not hear.
She fell, the noise was deafening the light was blinding, she hit the ground, the pain stopped and the light softened, the noise stopped.
Ivy opened her eyes, she was no longer in her living room, her prison for the last two weeks. He elder son was no longer there, she was alone, no pain, no noise no light no nagging doubt.
Looking around she relaxed, she was in bluebell wood, the one from her childhood. Everything was the same, she was even wearing her favourite dress. Ivy looked up and her sister Elsie was running along with her mum and dad. She called out to them, they stopped and turned to wave to her. “Come on ” they called, ” come on Ivy stop messing around”
Ivy looked at the beautiful trees, the lovely bluebells, the silence and her family, Infront of her, behind, the lights, the noise, the strangers, the hospital bed.
She had a decision to make, which way was she to choose. ……..
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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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Oh, so touching 😢
Thank you , you guessed, we are still waiting, though she is now awake. We are not allowed to visit💜
It is so tough… 😢😢😢
It’s just not easy sis 💜💜💜
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Beautiful, Willow. So sad that you can’t be with her ❤
Yes it is so sad, I hope she chooses what’s best for her 💜, thank you Sue 💜💜💜
I amsure she will, Willow ❤
Yes knowing her she will💜
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Thinking of you Willow.
Thank you Di, I apreciate it 💜
Ah decisions decisions!!
Yes and strange ones 😂
Thank you Sue