A Silent Cry
Viewing comments for Chapter 1 "Waiting Room"Development of Alzheimer's Disease.
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Comment from amada
I understand what you say in here; I have been in that waiting room, the minutes tickling oh so slow...families waiting in silence, with a book in their hands, or checking e-mails. Waiting for my son's number to appear in the monitor... finally #313 in recovery. It happened more than 20 years ago...
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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I understand what you say in here; I have been in that waiting room, the minutes tickling oh so slow...families waiting in silence, with a book in their hands, or checking e-mails. Waiting for my son's number to appear in the monitor... finally #313 in recovery. It happened more than 20 years ago...
Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Amada, thank you very much for the review. Yes, that first visit to the hospital where they confirmed the diagnosis of my husband's illness,
the dreaded Alzheimer's Disease, was horrible, like a nightmare. This is the first of 30 poems of the series "A Silent Cry". I am glad you liked it.
Comment from estory
I think you did a great job of capturing that sense of the waiting room in a hospital, that nervous time when you wait for the verdict from the doctors in their white coats, and you distract yourself by watching the people around you. As we see all these people sitting there, the couple drinking their sodas, the boy chewing gum, the nurse gesturing from the door, there is also the sense of life going on passed you while you sit still in the waiting room, tied down by the health issues. I liked how you set the scene with that description of the hall with the closed doors and the numbered rooms, reducing you to a number, the smell of the disinfectant. A marvelous honesty to the voice here. estory
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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I think you did a great job of capturing that sense of the waiting room in a hospital, that nervous time when you wait for the verdict from the doctors in their white coats, and you distract yourself by watching the people around you. As we see all these people sitting there, the couple drinking their sodas, the boy chewing gum, the nurse gesturing from the door, there is also the sense of life going on passed you while you sit still in the waiting room, tied down by the health issues. I liked how you set the scene with that description of the hall with the closed doors and the numbered rooms, reducing you to a number, the smell of the disinfectant. A marvelous honesty to the voice here. estory
Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Thanks for this great review. Especially the reviews for the poems in this book are so important to me. I am looking for an interested publisher, and my friends here in FanStory are the first ones to read all these poems. There reactions are vital.
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I think you're going to have to self publish it. Try Westbow press maybe. But it's going to cost you. If you put it on Amazon its going to sit in the nether world and nobody is going to know about it. estory
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Thanks for the tip. I am afraid I don't know how to self-publish. It sounds so complicated! I am 79, terribly A-technical and incapable of doing difficult things. I can write, but that is about it.
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Westbow can help with promotion and dissemination, but it will cost you. They offered me a contract for $5 grand four years ago for my novel. And you have to be willing to do lots of leg work to sell books. Think about it. estory
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I'll think it over a lot. It is a difficult decision.
Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
Waiting Room
by Marjon van Bruggen
Hello, Marjon,
I love this poem. It's so visual. You created a perfect slice of life, so well described...love it.
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Waiting Room
by Marjon van Bruggen
Hello, Marjon,
I love this poem. It's so visual. You created a perfect slice of life, so well described...love it.
Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Thank you so much, Gypsy for this great review and 6 stars. It is enormously appreciated.
Comment from BethShelby
I can identify with this and the poem makes all those nervous feeling return. Not for the same diagnosis as you but for the trauma of waiting for the verdict. It seems I've spent a lot of my last few year in hospital waiting rooms. Nicely written.
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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I can identify with this and the poem makes all those nervous feeling return. Not for the same diagnosis as you but for the trauma of waiting for the verdict. It seems I've spent a lot of my last few year in hospital waiting rooms. Nicely written.
Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Thanks again, Beth, for your understanding review.
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Thanks again, Beth, for your understanding review.
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
That is a horrifying wait, quiet, not sure if you should be there. I loved how you described the people sitting in that corridor with you, the boy with his gum, I've seen many kids stick it under the table or chair. Dirty habit. The door has opened, and now comes the verdict. So very well written, Marjon. Well done. Sandra xxx
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reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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That is a horrifying wait, quiet, not sure if you should be there. I loved how you described the people sitting in that corridor with you, the boy with his gum, I've seen many kids stick it under the table or chair. Dirty habit. The door has opened, and now comes the verdict. So very well written, Marjon. Well done. Sandra xxx
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Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Thank you, Sandra. You are the first reviewer of this first chapter/poem of my A Silent Cry. So appreciated!
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You are very welcome, my friend. Are you posting in order, or should I go and look for the next part in your portfolio?
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I post in order of writing (all written during the three years of caring). When the turn is for one that was previously posted, I refer to that one with title and date of posting. You can than look them up easily in my portfolio.
Comment from royowen
It sounds a little ominous Marjon, have you already written these my friend? I can't recall the poem, but the fact that you said, determines the the rest of your lives. What a highly emotive poem this. One can feel the anxiety, as one ages, the doctor's reports, more unfavourable, but this sounds more general than that, well done, blessings, Roy
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reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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It sounds a little ominous Marjon, have you already written these my friend? I can't recall the poem, but the fact that you said, determines the the rest of your lives. What a highly emotive poem this. One can feel the anxiety, as one ages, the doctor's reports, more unfavourable, but this sounds more general than that, well done, blessings, Roy
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Comment Written 22-Jul-2020
reply by the author on 22-Jul-2020
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Dear Roy, All the poems that form part of A Silent Cry have been written during the three years I was caring for my Alzheimer's patient, my husband Carlo. Waiting Room is the first. I placed them in more or less chronological order. Some were posted in FS previously. I refer to them, without posting again. Others were not yet posted. You will find them in the coming days.
Thanks for reviewing the first one: Waiting Room.
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Now I see, thank you Marjon.
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OK, I hope you will like them all. It is not very happy poetry, I am afraid.
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I love your poetry Marjon,
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Well, that's good news. I love yours too.
Aren't we loving people?
But I mean: thank you.
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Well, that's good news. I love yours too.
Aren't we loving people?
But I mean: thank you.
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Heh heh, of course we are.
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More chuckles.
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More chuckles.
