I was excited for both of my coming surgeries.,
For I would get my legs back and a couple brand new knees
One scheduled for July and then the next one in September
I had no fear at all, and I was calm, I can remember
The day finally came, and then the first one had gone fine
When time for bed my restless legs, no way I could confine
Then hemoglobin, heart rate, and my blood pressure dropped too
My heart was in so much distress, they had to call code blue
I woke up feeling strange, but glad I didn't wake up dead : )
It took a week to stabilize and two more weeks in bed
And after a long month, I was released and on my own
They said six months of therapy and healthcare at my home
And now it is September, and I'm on my eighth transfusion
And after that first surgery, I'm going through much confusion
For as the second date approached, I couldn't even sleep
I just was so exhausted and so done with counting sheep
It had been such a scary time, so I am so nervous
I try hard not to show it, but it's starting to surface
The first one didn't go so well, and I am full of fear
So now I have to ask myself, just why am I back here?
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