"Bump Diagnosis "
I sit there Waiting for the doctor
On the bed Feeling increasingly nervous
With a paper sheet Hearing it crinkle
Hands fidgeting At a loss
Looking at the door Wanting it to go faster
Looking at my mother Wanting to be reassured
Looking for an answer Praying it’s clear cut
That it’s nothing, My Imagination
Or something, Could it be Cancer?
How did I get here? Is this the end?
She comes in A warm greeting
She smiles at me. I feel relieved
Then the checking. And a wave of discomfort
Feeling my breast. This is wrong somehow
“It should be nothing, I hope it’s over soon
But get it checked out” Another round
Another appointment It was nothing after all
I sit there Waiting for the doctor
On the bed Feeling increasingly nervous
With a paper sheet Hearing it crinkle
Hands fidgeting At a loss
Looking at the door Wanting it to go faster
Looking at my mother Wanting to be reassured
Looking for an answer Praying it’s clear cut
That it’s nothing, My Imagination
Or something, Could it be Cancer?
How did I get here? Is this the end?
She comes in A warm greeting
She smiles at me. I feel relieved
Then the checking. And a wave of discomfort
Feeling my breast. This is wrong somehow
“It should be nothing, I hope it’s over soon
But get it checked out” Another round
Another appointment It was nothing after all