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Re: POEM TIME! - AMY
From: allan (anonymous@obgyn.net)
Fri Mar 26 18:56:32 1999
Hi Suzanne
Today was better, yes, thanks. I had to leave work early yesterday, and
was a big bed potato -- took 2 Tylenol 3 and was in bed at 4, more T3
later, helped enough to be bearable. I wonder if I might share your poem
with my sister? She has some pretty severe spastic colon, and
undiagnosed yet other problems - one doc actually thinks its a gyno
problem, waiting for an obgyn referral pending biopsy results; but she
seems to have a lot of endo symptoms and she's been getting the
runaround from the family doc.
Take care!!!
Amy
Suzanne Clowes wrote:
>
> Thanks Amy. I did have a slightly better day (hope it lasts!). Hope you do
> too. Know what you mean about being a veggie (is there such a thing as a
> "bed potato"?)
>
> Suzanne
> -----Original Message-----
> From: allan <allan.bowers@sympatico.ca>
> To: Multiple recipients of list <endo@talk.obgyn.net>
> Date: 26 March 1999 00:56
> Subject: Re: POEM TIME!
>
> Dear Suzanne
> If it wasn't such an ugly condition I would say your poem is quite
> beautiful :) :) You describe it so accurately, hit the nail on the
> head. The last few days have been pretty bad for me too, I struggle to
> make it through the day then come home from work and am just a
> vegetable. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and poem. Hope
> tomorrow is better for you as well as the whole gang!!!!!!
> Amy
>
> Suzanne Clowes wrote:
> >
> > Hi everyone
> >
> > I had bad pain last night and couldn't sleep. Something made me sit up
> with
> > pen and paper and I wrote this. It is what my endo reminds me of and
> maybe
> > some of you will relate. (If any of you have written poems I would love
> to
> > hear them so get me back!)
> >
> > Love Suzanne x
> >
> > THE BUILDERS
> >
> > There’s work going on in the basement
> > The construction team are in
> > (their motivation is second to none)
> > and they won’t stop until its done
> >
> > Already the foundations are laid
> > And, as I write, I can feel the big crane
> > swinging from left to right
> > towering above the thing it made
> >
> > The cement pulls as it hardens
> > (sometimes enough to make my eyes water)
> > There’s a strange gurgling from the mixer
> > and as another slab is laid
> > I can feel the sharp spade digging into my side
> >
> > I think pretty soon the walls will go up
> > held in place by those steel lintels
> > And, whenever they finish building
> > (if indeed they ever do)
> > rest assured the site will be brim-full with debris
> > - the kind of stuff left under bathtubs
> >
> > I wish they wouldn’t leave that there
> > I wish they wouldn’t build at all
> >
>
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