Today we have received a very pleasant surprise from a former patient who recently left his 13-week rehabilitation stay at Broadway Lodge. He has written an insightful poem to express his experience of his initial 2 weeks whilst detoxing from alcohol addiction, addressed as a ‘tribute to the medical team’ here at Broadway Lodge, who provided 24/7 care during this time.
We are touched by this warming and hopeful poem and are grateful to be able to share it with you. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did (poem shown below).
Lodge Poems Weeks 1 & 2
It would appear
The wheelchair dealer
Has my undeleted number
The detox bed I booked into
Encourages nothing but the night sweats
I cannot think clearly
I only sink deeply
Into the tortured restlessness
Of numbed torpor
Twisted and destroyed
But surrendering to the calming hand
Of the nursing guardian spirits
The paragons of healing
Ease my shaking
Dry my perspiration
Slowly encourage my walking
Frame me in metal
But still no talking
Just injecting
And more sleeping
No awareness of movement
Some memories of sitting
Not really hearing
Not really listening
No real understanding
But a recurring feeling of hope
A hope I am not too late
I left it so long
Now memories start to flicker through
But disappear so quickly
I cannot seize their meaning
But I know the angels are cleaning
And I feel a growing glow
And now I know
By the day, by the hour
I am in the best place
