Colonoscopy

As a physician

It was hard for me to give up control

I control my schedule

At least I tried

I control my patients

At least I thought

I control my practice

At least in my dreams

Then I stripped naked today

Lay on a stretcher

Electrodes on my chest

A needle in my vein

A warm blanket on top of me

In a cold waiting room

The nurses recognized my name

Called me Dr. Chan

When I wanted to be nobody

When I am not the healer

But the one who needs to be healed

Which I so wanted

I said my prayers

I increased my vibrations

Hoping everyone around

Know what they are doing

Do their best

So there won’t be a perforated colon

Or an ugly cancer which will throw

An ugly detour

To my so called life in the fast lane

A better pay

A better car

A good wife

Who supported me when everything

Was said and done

I stood up again on my two feet

Talked again with a foggy mind

Breathed again in room air

Just happy to be alive

Planning again

At least for two years

When I need

To do this again

Another good sleep

With anesthesia