Allergies: Latex

I didn't know I would react

Not the first filling visit

And with what felt like eight 

Carefully covered hands

Busy tugging, stretching,

Sucking, wiping,

Consoling

You could imagine, even understand

The simple distraction

But surely enough, settled at home

An ominous blister announces itself

Awaking anger and discipline.

With all my time to think about it

I'll tell you my lesson learned.

Sometimes the choices deemed best

Hurt the worst. 

No worries, these delicate days

With needed time to grow up

I can handle those hands

And all their pulling.