Saturday, April 26, 2008

Ode to my Thyroid

I never really knew you were there
just humming away.
Except when I gained weight
and cursed you.
Or when I ate early in the morning
just to get you going.
Then I knew you were there.
I lost forty pounds,
it was hard
Two years, working together,
at least I thought we were.
Then I knew you were there.
My voice was going in and out,
I didn’t know you weren’t alone.
She felt a lump in you,
he saw it on the screen.
Cancer on one side,
Hashimoto’s disease on the other.
Who is Hashimoto, he can have
his disease back.
I knew you weren’t there,
awakening, groggy, in unbearable
pain, you hurt so much, even though
you were gone.
Good-bye my thyroid,
take that tumor with you.
I’m so fucking tired, I wish
you were still here,
alone...

Scar



This is the scar a week and half after surgery. The little drain was already closed. *After surgery he left a drain for any fluids and had the stitch placed in it, when he felt the drain was no longer needed he just tighted the stitches to close the drain. Pain free.