Cat Scan Iv Poke
Machines are humming. The rooms are stark.
Whitest of the whites with a touch of slab.
I am talking about the slab they use
When they insert you into the CAT machine.
Have you ever had a pelvic CAT scan?
I do not think so. So I say No.
I have been okay all day. Looking forward to relief.
Then they mention this includes an I.V.
I do not like I.V.’s. Sometimes I get poked five times.
In each hand and each arm before someone real takes over.
They should call it “practicing IV” not “I.V.”
Melissa gets an I.V. in the first time. Thank you God for listening.
I should have remembered that when dye is involved
You are not drinking it.
Right?
I feel silly but glad I did not worry all day about it.
I barely felt the poke.
Blasted machine noise is driving me crazy.
Wonder if they could quiet my dog ears too
As long as I am here.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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