Thursday, April 14, 2016

medical attention

I haven't sought after medical attention since 2005 when I was hospitalized with pneumonia. Even then my mom had to get me drunk and then make me go to the emergency room. Drs told me they were going to open me up and suck some infection out with a liposuction procedure. I woke up in the elevator with two chest tubes sticking out of my chest cavity. Ten days I lay in the hospital pretty sure I was almost dead if mom hadn't come got me to seek help.
 I went to the doctor yesterday because my cough is back due to this long dragging winter. Also because Gavin was playing with me and scratched my eye ball. My vision has dissipated in three days. How will I write if I go blind was my biggest worry. I stopped by the pharmacy to get the antibiotics the Dr prescribed me to clear up my cough and the eye drops he prescribed also. When I came from the pharmacy my phone rang I didn't recognize the number so I figured it was a roof job comming at me." This is the urgent care facility you were just at" they told me the Dr was searching for pneumonia and did not see any fluids in your lung however
The radiologist looked at your exrays and there is a residual  spot on my right lung... They wanted me to go to the emergency room for follow up.
I'm at the eye Dr now.
I'm scared to be blind how would I write? I've already decided I'm not seeking help for my lung.. How will I write when I'm dead you ask?
I won't! but being a poet I expect I'll be dead before I'm discovered and maybe my death bed is where I'll write the piece that makes people see me...for me.
With blue eyes.

  I can't help but think of the piece my daughter and I wrote "pickle pie with banana cream topping" I told Zoe I couldn't find a recipe for pickle pie.
She gave it some consideration and told me "maybe it's a cure for cancer dad".



Bob Jenkens

Zoe's cure for cancer



Everything went ok at the eye doctor Gavin scratched my eyeball. They dilated my eyes  I had the Lincoln park pupils. I couldn't read or text on my phone everything was fuzzy. I vent when I write what would I do? I know my p's and Q's aren't in order. my spelling and grammar suck too.
I'm sorry.

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