When One is What’s Cooking.



Due to a little how-de-do
This here will be my daily view,
The car-park here
Is nice and near
The hospital I’m going to.

A big machine with lots of charms
That welcomes me with open arms;
Ten days will be
The score for me;
The prospect causes some alarms!

Three days since I began to go,
For seven more I need to show
Before the zap
Will cop a cap,
And then the next stage I may know.

It causes me misgivings grave
To cook within this microwave;
Is such an infraction
Nuclear reaction,
That indicates I’m not too brave?

But lying motionless is not
A thing that pleases me a lot,
When sessions close
I do suppose
Some great relief I will have got!

© February 2019 Colonialist

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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30 Responses to When One is What’s Cooking.

  1. Debra says:

    I’m pulling for you, Col, and hope this experience will move more quickly than anticipated. We’ll celebrate with you when this is over!

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  2. nicolaavery says:

    Good luck and for the recovery – hope you don’t feel too yuck. Leeds have started making specialist masks – for adults too,maybe you can get one if they have any artistic staff or decorate your own? https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/health-43322743/from-radiotherapy-mask-to-brave-superhero

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  3. That looks pretty much like the machine that i visited 5 days a week for 6 weeks,
    By the bye did you have to get a small tattoo?
    I did, that way they knew where to aim when they got me down!
    FIRE!

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  4. Widdershins says:

    That is not fun. 😦 … but an excellent poem. 😀

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Sterkte … Die tyd met jy en die masjien is ‘n vreemde gevoel … later word hy jou vriend

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  6. I enjoyed your poem but I am very sorry you are back in hospital.

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  7. Calmgrove says:

    I trust that when you think in rhyme
    it helps you pass the tedious time
    you spend in that bleep-bleep machine
    to make you well, know what I mean?

    All my best wishes, Leslie.

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  8. Ai, as mens so vrolik kan dig oor die behandeling, gaan jy sommer daardeur seil.

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  9. Stephanie Haahjem says:

    All the above, and from me..take it easy, look after yourself.

    Liked by 2 people

  10. newsferret says:

    May the force be with you.

    Liked by 3 people

  11. de Wets Wild says:

    Soon the treatment will be over and we’ll all be happy and grateful with you for that!

    Liked by 2 people

  12. equinoxio21 says:

    Oh. That is a Radiotherapy machine? Hmmm. Hang on there. The good news is they have detected something to bombard.
    Keep the spirit up.

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  13. granny1947 says:

    So sorry you have to go through this but your sense of humour will carry you through.
    My thoughts are with you.

    Liked by 3 people

  14. disperser says:

    Hope the zapping is effective.

    Liked by 1 person

  15. I had 20 sessions of radiotherapy. Felt a bit like a beached whale as I lay there whilst the machine whirred and beeped.

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