Saturday, November 12, 2022

RADIATION DAY THREE (HL)

 TGIF holds new meaning for me

Each Friday will be followed by

Two days in which

Our car does not

Back out from our garage

And head straight toward Mayo as

If on auto pilot

It’s not that radiation has been

A pain: however

The fact that I will remain

Unmasked over the weekend

Is a welcome reprieve from

Feeling all of my facial features

(My eyes, nose, mouth, chin

Throat and neck) attached firmly to

The radiation table, as my whole head is

Tightly encased within

A personalized, hardened mesh mask that

Prevents my moving (from

The neck upward) so much as

A millimeter (as though to protect

Everyone in the room from

H. L. whenever that

Evil character had need to be

Temporarily released from his cage—

Chomp!  Chomp!) 😱

Just kidding!

I don’t feel like Hannibal the cannibal

I do feel seriously squished within

This hardened head mask that

Attaches to the radiation table upon which

I lie, face up

Five days, each week

πŸ™‹πŸ»‍♀️πŸŒˆπŸ€Annie

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