HypochondriacA Poem by J.M. BarrettThis is me.
I'm afraid of what he'll say I woke up with the sniffles And a slight headache today I think it's a tumor But I also have strep throat Could it be, I'm getting sicker? Is it cancer, AIDS, or both!? There's a tingle in my fingers I think It might be diabetes But I'm also two days late Am I carrying a dead fetus!? I think I might go blind I have not taken my B12 Things have seemed a little blurry It's neurological, I can tell! I googled all my symptoms I clicked on Web MD It brought me to this list Of everything that it can be So much I've not considered Now I'm really getting worried Please don't be ALS! Before I'm 30 I'll be buried! Are my words a little slurred? I had a stroke last night There was a twitch in my left arm And my heart did not feel right I'm really worried 'bout this cough I've had it for a day It could be chronic bronchitis If it does not go away Is it normal feeling dizzy? I've been somewhat fatigued I've narrowed all my symptoms To these possibilities: Hypoglycemia GERD, ADHD Asthma, Sleep Apnea and Parkinson's Disease I'm afraid to see a doctor Though I know just what he'll say He'll tell me nothings wrong I won't believe him anyway © 2011 J.M. BarrettReviews
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Added on May 18, 2010Last Updated on June 9, 2011 AuthorJ.M. BarrettSpring Hill, FLAbout"...for every mile the feet go, the heart goes nine." - ee cummings more..Writing
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