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By jean.day
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14 May 2007 |
My three hour trip to the orthopaedic clinic wasn't entirely wasted. Took a bus to the clinicWhat will be my fate?Then walked to the fancy placeStill twenty minutes to waitLots of Tanka Time.
Have a funny swollen kneePains and makes me limp.So I’d like a new one pleaseKnow there’s not much chanceStill it doesn’t hurt to see.
Twist it right and twist it leftDid that make it sore?When I push it just like thisDoes it hurt you more?Think your cartilege is torn.
First a scan to check it outIf we think it fitsKey hole surgery is onTake away the bits.Then your pain should disappear.
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Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 14th May 2007 | | Interesting how even this seems to be inspiring! | Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 14th May 2007 | | Uh... With 'this' I meant the operation. | Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 14th May 2007 | Seem to have a theme of knackered out body parts on the poetry forum tonight. Bad luck Jean - hope it can be sorted out. You've invented a new form: non-fiction, narrative Tankas. I like! Phil. | Written by Lizzy (793 comments posted) 14th May 2007 | Still enjoying these Jean. Hope thinking up the Tankas helps you forget the pain for a while. Lizzy | Thanks Fledermaus, Phil and Lizzy Written by jean.day (2279 comments posted) 14th May 2007 | I had to exaggerate the pain (my husband's orders) to make sure they took me seriously. Normally I would have said - "Oh, its not bad at all. I can live with it." But I really don't want to limp for the rest of my life and it they can sort it, well, hopefully that is what will happen. |
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