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Goldfinch60

I wonder if......?

Those were the glorious words

That stopped me sliding ever downward

To that black hole that was pulling

Me to the end of this existence.

 

Four in a million....

Were the odds of developing

This debilitating condition that was

So difficult to diagnose

I wonder if......?

 

The registrar, newly qualified?

In discussions with her mentor

About my lack of sleep, never-ending

Headaches and absolute fatigue said:

“I wonder if.....?

 

So then I was tested.

The blood so freely taken by anyone

Who seemed to want it.

Almost dragged from the street

As I passed any Doctors’ surgery.

 

Then that day when the diagnosis

Was confirmed, the Doctor said

“Yes,This is what you have!”

“We will now need to operate,

Deep within your head!”

 

The surgeon, dressed in white,

All powerful to his pupils,

Full of confidence that relayed to me

The complete certainty,

That all would be right!

 

The surgeon came onto the ward

He told me that the operation may result

In my awaking with a headache!

I smiled as I told him that,

I was used to them by now!

 

Where does the time go?

I was talking to a Doctor as he

Anaesthetised me when, he changed,

Into a nurse asking me,

“Was I alright?”
.

Having lost four hours of my life.

Not knowing where the time went

Puzzles me.

Asleep you are aware of time passing

But not when drugged. Strange!

 

Where was the headache I was promised.

The old “friend?” gone at last!

Free from pain after so many years,

Was all going to be fine now, after,

Thirteen years of suffering!

 

God was back in my mind!

My faith lost; the last thing to go

As I fell into the pit of despair, that was

So hard for loved ones to cope with.

But God came back!

 

The ward, full of humour became

My home for a week, I laughed,

And I cried, although not of despair.

The staff also joking, laughing with me.

But the air professionalism, paramount!

 

I listened to music on the miniature player

That held much of the music that was important to me

So my thanks go to God and all of the staff,

To Johan Sebastian, Wolfgang Amadeus and

Ol’ Satchelmouth himself!

 

Since leaving the hospital totally cured,

A second chance at life changed me!

I see things in a positive way, always looking for

The good, in both people and situations, despite

The pessimism of most!

 

So my thanks to the registrar who,

When discussing my case with her

Professorial mentor, that time back when she,

Uttered those words of such value to me

I wonder if…...?

 

 

(This poem has been both long in coming and in writing but I needed to write this, it is important to me – AndyB)

 

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 11th, 2017 02:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this back in 2009, two years after the operation. I was told that if I didn't have the operation I would die. I have been given a second chance at life and am enjoying every moment.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • orchidee

    A fine write. I shouldn't be here really. I was seriously ill at age 3 months. Didn't remember it though! But we was both there in 1066 anyway. We'll both survive millions of years. Erm , have we already? heehee.

    • Goldfinch60

      1066 will repeat itself in about 400,000,000 years and we will still be there but don't tell Harold to look up next time!

      • orchidee

        Oh yes! Oh I can't write good stuff like this. Write it?! I can't even say it after sherries - acro-wot-is-it?!

      • AmySnitzel4

        Inspiring and beautiful!

      • willyweed

        you poem is wonderful it says many things about life death love and GOD and even humor I am happy as it turned out and I will always wonder what if?.. nice wonder work!

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you WW, it certainly made me look at life in a much more positive way.

        • Tony36

          Well written and expressed Great write

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Tony, much appreciated.

          • Augustus

            I have a friend with that condition, rather large face and hands, reminds me of Shrek. His life was saved also. Neurosurgery has come a long ways.
            Nicely done. Hugs.

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you so much Augustus. Yes your friends symptoms are some of the ones for the problem, apparently he and I produced too much growth hormone. I am glad his life was saved.

            • Samreen Chowdhury

              This is amazing

              • Goldfinch60

                Yes it was and is, it has changed my view of life.



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