Personal Stuff: update. Today I had my Colonoscopy.

[johnny9fingers]

Today I had my colonoscopy. Yesterday
I started fasting. Clear fluids only from noon. And tonight I shall eat
A proper supper. But today,
To-day I had my colonoscopy. Suburbia sprawls all about
The trip to the hospital.
         And today I had my colonoscopy.

This is the endoscope, and this
is the CCD camera whose use you will see
On that monitor there. And this is the General Anaesthetic
Which in your case you will not get. People
Sit in waiting rooms with futile expressions
Which in our case we shall not have.

This is the canula through which the Fentanyl
And Mizadolam are pumped before a digital examination
with a finger (not a thumb) assesses the state of the anus
Before the doctor inserts the endoscope
Using that bucket of lubrication. The endoscope
Is about the width of a thumb, not a finger.

And this, you can see (and feel) is the insertion and
The area immediately round the anus and the endoscope
Slides into the colon with hopefully a minimum of pain......


                         ....For today,
Today I had my colonoscopy.

Comments

[tcpip.livejournal.com]

Did you get a copy of the video? It's a great talking point at parties..

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Alas not, but I shall ask the quack and try to obtain a copy.
I may post excerpts.

[e4q.livejournal.com]

you should have that published on poetry on the underground. i think it would be a great place to read it.

v good btw. not meant as crit. (sorry i seem to have slidden into a molesworthian dialect chiz chiz)

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

I copied the general form from Henry Reed's 'Naming of Parts'. Credit where it's due.

[e4q.livejournal.com]

always good to borrow.

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Posh Stephen replied:
"Life's a bowl of shit
When you think of it."
Which rather made my day. But he and I have spoken oft and much of the original; and with that secret glee that second-rate poets have for the absolutely first-rate: warming ourselves with the notion that we belong to the same high order of mastery of meaning and language.

"Young master Ninefingers has a superficial cleverness, glibness, and a deal of charm, but will never amount to anything much."

Proved him right, anyway.

[pastorlenny.livejournal.com]

I can't believe you wrote a whole poem about your colon without using one.

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

No, I left that to the quack....and I didn't finish the fourth stanza wherein the only colon should be.

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

But you have a point.
Alas, the process of composition when under the influence of legitimate and legal opiates is somewhat haphazard. Proof-reading never gets done.
Specifically, the end of the third line of the third stanza could do with one (a colon that is; or a semi-colon may be better).
I believe the expression of irritation at this point goes thus: "arse".

[pastorlenny.livejournal.com]

Arse longa, but vita may perhaps be a little less brevis as a result of your diligence.

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Grace to you too pastor. Life is wonderful, and I would drink my fill....which can sometimes lead to the wonderfulness breaking, but there you go.

This much I know: at the end of it all I'll have lived, and if the creator likes soap operas....well, there you go again. One strives to amuse even the most stringent audience.