Ave Maria
I am very proud of my first cousin, Nancy, who has played music her adult life as the first violin at the Metropolitan Opera. She visited us and to encourage Jesse to keep playing cello, she sat down and played Ave Maria with him.
I don’t want to die in a hospital room
In October 2023, I had a stroke. I was trapped in a hospital room for days with nothing to do. I had lost my freedom because of my health. I am 100% recovered. Thank God and I had a realization. You cannot choose when you die nor how, but you can choose where you will die. This poem popped in my head. One year later, it is still in my head.
They can’t tell you when but it might be soon.
I don’t want to die in a hospital room.
Mister take these chains off of me
I want to stand up and be free.
Stroke Stroke Stroke calling my name
Stroke Stroke Stroke will I ever be the same?
I don’t want to die in a hospital room.
Mister take these chains off of me
I want to stand up and be free.
Stroke Stroke Stroke calling my name
Stroke Stroke Stroke will I ever be the same?
The doctor’s smile seemed somewhat smug
I don’t want any creepy drugs
That spike protein is clogging up my veins
A little lump lodged in my brain
I got a
Stroke Stroke Stroke calling my name
Stroke Stroke Stroke will I ever be the same?
A bad vaccine was quite the surprise
I don’t want to hear any more lies
Keep on keeping on I must
Only got God left to trust
Stroke stroke stroke calling my name
Stroke stroke stroke will I ever be the same?
There’s the smell of death and a hint of doom
I don’t want to die in a hospital room.
Mister let me sign that AMA
I want to go outside and enjoy this day.
Stroke stroke stroke calling my name
Stroke stroke stroke will I ever be the same?