echography

Echography 

 

On a bed attached to many wires, my body was prodded

by female hands, at my age, it was not everyday people touch me.

My heart sounded like an old steam-ship battling the waves off Greenland

seeking calmer water; as for my pacemaker, it sounded like

a pump in need of repair.

I fell asleep, which caused laughter from the staff; it is not often

happen to a patient.

Then it was over. I thanked the staff, the finding if any, will be delivered

by my doctor next week, she can also take a look at the lump

In the middle of the chest, the last time I was operated

for this, it was called cancer.

◄ Derik and Floyd

a little argument ►

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Stephen Gospage

Fri 7th May 2021 18:05

All the best to you, Jan.

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