Boot-scooted to Tammy Wynette
I sang the blues with the great B.B King
And loved ‘Mickey Mouse and Annette.
I used to ‘Go Go’ with Abba
Twist and shout to a favourite band,
But I never did the ‘two step’
While tied to an I.V. stand.
My stand and wheels went one way-
I.V tubes got tangled in twists
Amid urgent struggles and quick steps
Too often the toilet was missed.
As for me – I managed the ‘two step’
Walked the wards from North to South,
Aching so much for solid food
Even jelly felt good in my mouth.
Right now, I’m feeling much better
But my patience is just a tad thin-
Cancer took out a third of my bowel
But that bugger just ain’t gonna win!
So Now – it’s the cancer ‘two step’
Two steps forward - one step back,
It all seems a little too much at times
But courage – this lady don’t lack.
I used to be so well endowed
I think Dolly Parton was jealous,
My kids called my boobies – my ‘floaties’
‘till cancer attacks were too zealous.
It took eight years for breast cancer
To reduce my ‘floaties’ to dust
But I keep two spares in a box in my drawer
‘cause wearing ‘floaties’ to church – is a must.
Four times the cancer bug bit me
I don’t claim it was all lots of fun
My ‘floaties’ attacks now number three
And ‘the bottom end’, numbers - just one.
Now we shuffle the damn cancer two step
Make it cringe - with a great big grin
You see, I’ve been given a brand new start
And believe me, I ain’t giving in.
Yeah! I’m doing the cancer two step
For now other dances must pass
And as for the bloody bowel cancer
I’m gonna blow it right out of my a*s!!!!
©Copyright jen-JG 10th December 2008
Ward 1 South Box Hill Hospital.