Chemo

My therapy is chemical, I go for weekly sessions. My artery is femoral. The site of my injection. The venom attacks the mitosis of my splitting cell. Dyspepsia takes over, like a spinning carousel.

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Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 8/3/2019 1:57:00 PM

I've just read a few of yours, clever cutting stuff, a fan! xomo

Rebecca Ann
Date: 8/3/2019 2:14:00 PM

Thanks Maureen!

Andrew Fairchild

Date: 7/28/2019 10:41:00 AM

God, that's rough! My friend, Kirsten, had to go through that. She is well, now, though. Will keep you in my prayers.

Rebecca Ann
Date: 8/3/2019 1:02:00 PM

Thanks but I am fine, I work in the medical field and you write about your surroundings, or so I have been told, hence the poem. But it is a rough journey for those that have to go through it.