Chemo, Round 2


I find myself here again
Prepped for the fight
Choose my chair and settle in
Everything around me feels right

Ready to attack and defend
The nurse starts the infusion
The meds make me tired
I slip into a sweet sleepy illusion

I forget that I have no hair
My head gets very cold
I have posted pictures online for all to see
People tell me that is very bold

I look like Uncle Fester
No make-up will do
Wigs, hats, scarves, whatever…
To my pretty hair I say ‘Adieu’

For the next week
I must flush my system
Whatever I can drink, and constantly
To rebalance the body’s delicate ecosystem

My bones will ache
My head will hurt
I may choose to close my eyes
Until these symptoms divert

In my sleep, I am well
Everyone is smiling
Laughing and talking all day
With my God, I am reconciling

I wake, the nurse smiles
It is time to go home
My husband takes my hand to go
On this journey, I am not alone.

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