Who'd have thought
No one warned me
My later life would be spent
Making the rounds
From one to another.
Neurologist checks for lesions
Pulmonologist makes me breathe deep
Allergist makes me puff each day
Internist checks me all over
GI Specialist for those unmentionables
Mammography rechecks biopsy.
Not complaining
Thankful I have the means
By that I mean insurance
That opens the many doors
To my health care teams
Go ahead, poke away
Prod and probe, examine and explore
Search, seek and survey
All done for another year
Life is good.
So far.
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