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Testing Again...A Poem

Updated on January 7, 2013

A Drawing From My Doctor

This is a drawing of my horseshoe kidney and the ureters with an arrow pointing out where the blockage is...
This is a drawing of my horseshoe kidney and the ureters with an arrow pointing out where the blockage is... | Source

Not Again...


©LaDena Campbell aka justateacher

I don’t like going to the doctor

She never has anything good to say

She makes me take test after test

Before she sends me on my way

Depending on the reason for the visit

She will test my blood and temperature, too

She listens to my heart and lungs

Before she can tell me what I need to do

She tells me I have gained too much

And need to lose a pound or three

She tells me that I need a cat scan

To see what she can see

She wanted me to go to another office

To give me yet another test

She wanted me to have a mammogram

To check on both my breasts

Later I had to go to another place

To have another kind of x-ray

I was having trouble going to the bathroom

On a cold hard table I had to lay

I found out I have a blocked kidney

That it needs a stint

Didn’t know such a thing existed

I had to ask what that meant

I was told it is a small device

That keeps the ureter open

I asked how this would be completed

The answer was not what I was hopin’

I have to go in for surgery

So they can put the silly thing in

In a few months I go back

And they will take it out again

If they find that this thing works

And it keeps me from the pain

I will have to go back to the hospital

Have surgery once again

This time they will open me up

Cut the ureter in two

Cut the blocked part out

The times they do this is few

So I have to go to another city

To have the surgery done

It’s over a three hour drive

It doesn’t sound like much fun

So I guess I love my doctor

She does what she does best

I will listen to her every word

The next time she wants me to take a test…

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      Dianna Mendez 5 years ago

      I hate to go to the doctor, but have learned that to appreciate the help they provide and the counseling. Enjoyed your poem, it is inspiring.

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      LaDena Campbell 5 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

      Thank you Faith Reaper!

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      LaDena Campbell 5 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

      thank you rahul!

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      Jessee R 5 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      We should listen to our docs... indeed... nice crafty poem

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      Faith Reaper 5 years ago from southern USA

      Great poem - and trust me, I have a new appreciation for being "tested" and love your ending to this poem. In His Love, Faith Reaper