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Notes from a Hypochondriac Cough
cough. Oh no, I must have TB Another
chest x-ray this month. That makes 3 Up to
date on all my vaccines I
worry still since I use public latrines. Thirst.
Frequent peeing. Blurry Vision. Diabetes? More
likely it’s due to all those vodka martinis Self-Prescribed
vancomycin for MRSA. “A
little paranoid,” wouldn’t you say? Afraid
of sudden death by saddle embolism. What I
could use now is a mind-body schism. Don’t
tell me I have leiomyosarcoma. My
advanced directive says pull the plug on my coma. What
if I develop esophageal varices? Please
reincarnate me as one of the trees. As the
first case of smallpox since 1977 Is it
too late to say that I believe in Heaven? Reading
medical texts makes me feel much worse. In
lecture I daydream of a ride in a hearse. As a
doctor will I always feel sick? Ignorance
is bliss. That must be the trick.
Christina is part of the medicine class of 2010. |
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