Terry Flood Poet Rhyme

Going Nowhere Fast

[A true story]

Back in March this very year
A back that hurt right here and here
After many weeks of groans
Google told me, “Kidney stones.”

On the phone for half a day
Got a doctor’s date in May
“Hmmm,” she said, “go fill this pot,”
And soon said, “Kidney Stones it’s not.”

Felt fine except this back of mine
But then my world stepped out of line
Rubber gloves, and tests and scans
Prodded by so many hands

Ultrasound and MRI
A date with a biopsy guy
Not a sweet talking romancer 
Said, “We must confirm your cancer.”

Scans had shown a likely sign
Needles where the sun don’t shine
Anaesthetic? Felt like none
Forty needles, felt each one

Three weeks on, one more consult
Re my biopsy result
Kinda knew the words I’d hear
Until he said, “Completely clear!”

That was this September past
And though I’m going nowhere fast
I still flinch when my love of loves
Washes up in rubber gloves

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Deb M October 6, 2022 at 2:43 AM Terry you are the king of humour even with serious topics. Love this poem so funnily written and glad all was clear! Debx Terry Flood October 6, 2022 at 11:52 AM Sure wasn’t funny at the time, Deb. The biopsy was considered almost a box ticking excessive, the only real question being their next course of action. When they found nothing whatsoever, I think they were all dumbfounded. Glad you enjoyed my little joke at my own expense, Deb. Terry

Gershon Wolf October 3, 2022 at 6:33 PM Doctors?! -- Bah! Humbug! Terry Flood October 6, 2022 at 11:54 AM They sure weren’t looking for humbugs, Gershon. Fortunately they didn’t find any of those either. Terry

Ilene Bauer October 3, 2022 at 2:15 PM Wow! What an awful experience, Terry! Glad it all worked out in your favor. Your poem is excellent… Terry Flood October 3, 2022 at 2:40 PM Thank you, Ilene. Actually got the results around a fortnight ago. But with sad news on Soup and the Queen going too, I didn’t want to jump up and down shouting, ‘Hey guys, I’m fine! That final line was just a light hearted finish, as it’s me that does the washing up and I don’t wear rubber gloves. All the rest was accurate and true. Glad you, er… ‘enjoyed’ my account of events. Terry

L Milton Hankins October 3, 2022 at 8:57 AM So happy you got a good result even though you had to go through all the rigamarole. Thanks for sharing, Terry. It must have been a scary time for you. Terry Flood October 3, 2022 at 11:05 AM I’m in no hurry to be outa here but I was more concerned about Annie coping alone (in essence I’m her carer nowadays). My consultant was astounded by my ‘all clear’ result. I was given the option of local or general anaesthetic. Opted for local… BIG MISTAKE. 16 needles for anaesthetic alone. 24 for the biopsy itself. Literally felt every one of them. Wouldn’t normally post anything quite so personal so this is a something of a departure for me.