poetry

I was working on the ward today with Max-fax patients.
One of my patients (actually 3 of them had the same surgery) had had a hemimandibulectomy with an iliac crest bone graft to cover the titanium mandible. Basically, a tumor of the jaw was removed with half of the lower jaw, then a new jaw line was built with titanium.  After 3 months, they return to have a part of the hip bone removed to cover the titanium to prevent the metal from eroding through the skin of the face later. Pretty incredible surgery, actually! :)
Anyway, one of these patients was just hanging out today, she was very quiet and staying in bed mostly. The bone graft sites are very painful and hurt to walk on.  I went by her bed to see how she was doing and give her medicine.  She quietly pointed at the notebook next to her bed.  She had written on 2 pages in French.  I asked one of our dayworkers, Fred, to translate it for me.
This is it! Enjoy :)

I have been saved by people sent from God called MERCY SHIPS.
My eyes are full of tears every morning I wake up.
I ask myself if the God that made me is the same that created the healthiest and strongest?
But now He answers me by cleaning (wiping) my tears and letting me know that He will always be with me, He will never forsake nor abandon me.
He will do all things for me.
The work He has started He will continue and surely finish.
I do not know how to say thank you to this savior ship and its personnel on board.
My mouth is too small to thank you, only the Most High can.
I am so so so happy about my healing.
BRAVO MERCY SHIPS.