My Name is Ronda. I'm a Nurse at St.Johns.
I just got of My twelve hour shift, but it was eighteen, because I did half of Shannons.
I was walking down to the Cafeteria, man I'm tired, but I really wanted a cold peach Dannons.
What, I love those things, low fat of course. I like the whipped Strawberry ones too.
Someone said, 'Try the Lemon Custard, its the bomb'. I said, 'no thanks', somethings I just won't do.
I got My Yogurt, I'm all in for the day. Ready to go home,
I'm off the clock, out the door, did I just hear a moan?
No, no can't be. I'm tired its Me hearing things. There's that moan again.
I can't look, I'm meeting Lisa, She's my best friend.
The speaker sounds, 'CodeRed room 214'. What the heck, that's one door back.
I gotta go, that's not for Me. I look~up, there He is, going back.
'Arent you going to help Me', He asks. Yes Sir, I say. Right Away.
We go in the room, there's a Little Girl, Choking on the Floor.
I grab Her, Heimlich, She coughs, She crys, choking No More.
I look~up to say thanks to Him, but He's not there.
I look around the room, I'm the only One there.
I asked the Little Girl, 'Did You see Him? ' She shakes her head, 'no'.
I know He was here. Where did He go?
Nurse Bobbie rushes in. Looks at Me and says, 'You saved Her life, Ronda, You will be on Regis'.
I said, 'Bobbie, it wasn't Me, I think it was JESUS...
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