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HAIKU'S A'PLENTY
by Kelly Kaiser
(All artwork seen here is also Ms. Kaiser's and can be found on her site.)
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                It amazes me
                how one little lump can cause
                such utter horror

                                Only 35
                                well, isn't it too early?
                                make the appointment

                must call sis-in-law
                scared, not knowing the outcome
                sis-in-law calms me

                                the 1st fun exam
                                stand in front of the machine
                                will be over soon

                the lump is benign
                5% certain
                is what they tell me

                                                I choose surgery
                                                rid myself of this tumor
                                                free my worried mind

                                                                Another exam
                                                                mammography really sucks
                                                                squish, smash - agony


to be continued next week after the second exam

           Haiku a'plenty Part 2

           The odds are with me
           No change is size and shape, whew!
           Wait for doctor's call

                      Surgery is next
                      I'm looking forward to it
                      Stop the awful dreams

           The sun looked brighter
           When I left the hospital
           Happiness tear fell

The weight has lifted
My mind feels so much clearer
No cancer, just lump.


Surgery day

So the day has finally arrived. I walk into the hospital's emergency room all strong and brave and my husband is by my side.

"It'll all be over soon" I tell myself,
"It'll all be over soon"

Check in and have a seat. Waiting...waiting...for what seems like hours (but only minutes). Starting to sweat under my arms and my lip begins to quiver. (maybe I should leave) NO, I must get this done, don't I remember the dreams? Ah yes, I do.

"Be brave. Be strong." I tell myself
"It'll be over soon"

A woman in blue scrubs comes into the waiting room and calls my name.
I give my husband's hand a squeeze and stand up, ready to face the knife with a smile on my face.

"You can do this, keep smiling" I tell myself,
"It'll all be over soon"







Walking into the "room" with only curtains separating me from the others,
I can feel the tears starting to well in my eyes "STOP" I yell in my head.
Quickly blinking my eyes over and over before the nurse turns her face to
mine. "How are you" "I'm doing great" I say with a smile.

"Keep it up, you're doing okay" I tell myself
"It'll all be over soon"

Change into a backwards nightgown and it's very apparent that it was not
meant to be worn like that. Sit on the bed and wait for the doctor. Things
start to really go fast now. Apply a grounding wire to my back for when they
have to cauterize, lay down, open gown, surround my whole chest except
for my breast with towel after towel, brown liquid applied and re-applied, mark
the place where the incision is to be, "You'll only feel a slight prick"

"It'll all be over soon" I tell myself,
"It'll all.....




AAAAHHHH!!! The tears flow the pain is there then gone then there again! "When will the shot be DONE!" Feels like I'm at the dentist's office only they aren't trying to numb my gums. Finally the shot is done and is working. I have a nurse at my feet and one at my shoulder, hands gently but firmly on me, doctor by my side. The incision is made ... well, this isn't so bad, can't feel a thi.... but wait. What the hell? The pressure and tugging as he's trying to find the lump (why can't I be home with my kitten?). The nurses have a firmer grip on me. It feels as though he's trying to lift me by my breast. I tense up and hold onto the bedrails for dear life, my body starts to shake like when you've done 5 too many sit-ups. I can't breathe, holding my breathe because... because... because.... I don't know why!

"It can't be much longer" I tell myself
"It'll all be over soon"

"Would you like to see it?" Are they nuts?!?! Just get the damn thing out of me!

He finally gets his fingers on it and cauterizes it. More tears, actually sobbing by this time and the shaking is starting to subside. "You did just fine" say the nurses.

Final stitches in as the doctor goes over what I can and can't do for the next week.


"It's finally over" I tell myself

(I hope).

That's a big I HOPE.





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