He sat upon a bench on the marine parade,
Looking out at sea where pretty boats laid,
A good looking man with a very pleasant face,
He was nicely dressed with his shoes well laced,
People walked past him without nod nor glance,
Except for the children who glimpsed askance,
Nodding, I sat
down beside him to rest awhile,
“Good-morning, may I?” I said & gave him a smile,
Shyly he lowered his head & mumbled a greeting,
And moved up an inch to give me more seating,
While chatting, I noticed this man had no arms,
Yet he was so good-looking with so many charms,
An old man approached us with a little grey dog,
He was small & wore a name-tag calling him “Fog”,
“What a lovely name”, said my new benched friend,
I bent to pat the pup on his little plump rear end,
The little dog put his paw on my bench-friend´s knee,
Begging for a loving caress with a cute & whining
plea,
Down the young man´s face ran a tear, but he smiled,
“I´m so sorry little chap, no pats from me.
Thalidomide.
My mother, who was a nurse in the 40s, 50s & 60s.
When she was pregnant with her first child, me, she suffered terrible morning
sickness. She then miscarried her 2nd child a few years later before
falling pregnant again with her 3rd child, my brother. While
pregnant she again suffered terrible morning sickness & was often
bed-ridden with it. She went to the doctor who recommended this wonderful “so
called” wonder drug, thalidomide. She brought the medicine home with her &
put it into the medicine cabinet, planning to start the treatment with the next
bout of sickness. She would stagger into the bathroom with a glass of water at
the ready, tip out the pills into her hand, look at them, look at herself in
the mirror & then put the pills back into the bottle without taking them
& stagger back to bed with dry toast & black tea instead. She never
took one pill & my brother was born whole & hearty. Years later the
world saw the effects of this terrible drug thalidomide. We knew families who
had been affected by this drug & it is heartbreaking. I often asked my
mother why she didn’t take those pills & she just answered, “it just didn´t
feel right”.
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