Surgery

Surgery

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

At the age

of fourteen

the first

thing they

took from

me

was my

appendix.

 

Although, afraid

I walked

within

a day

and was

promptly

released

from the hospital.

 

At twenty one,

my cervix

was next

to go

as cancer

had set in.

 

Years later,

it seems it

has not

returned

and the laser

they used

seemed to do

the trick.

 

At twenty two,

two foot surgeries

were undertaken

as it seemed

my high-heeled

commercialist days

had created

synovial cysts

at the base

of my big toes.

 

The doctor

called me

a 'B***h'

when I complained

of the pain-

yet they have

not returned.

 

At twenty four,

my wisdom teeth

were next.

 

Contrary to popular

belief,

I have a very small

mouth,

not even

enough room

for the permanent teeth

I grew as a child-

four of those

had to be pulled.

 

They needed to

saw out part of

my jaw when

the wisdom teeth

came out as the

teeth were

growing in

sideways.

 

When I awoke,

from my induced

slumber-

the dentist was

kind, handsome

seemed interested

in me

even-

what a surprise

as he had just

spent the last

few hours

hacking at my

face.

 

At twenty six,

the C-Section

ensued.

 

My son

broke my water

six weeks earlier

than expected-

yet once born

he was still

considered

full term-

19 inches long,

5 and a half pounds-

well worth having

my guts spread

out upon the table

beside me.

 

Surgery-

a blessed thing

for without it

I may have never

even survived

my teenage

years.

 

 

© 2008 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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I will be exposed in the Operating Room this week,this gave me gruesome bloody reality. but its true, i will take it for my patient's purpose, to be healed. no matter how many layers of it in the abdomen, the skin, the fascia, muscularis and the peritoneum.. i will help it cut to remove a spec of uselessness to promote the purpose of life.


wonderfully written... i really thought this one was a fiction, i was picturing out an emaciated teenage girl being sawed alive without anesthesia.. my bad, my very morbid mind, but sorry this is a true story,

btw i love the ob-gyne part of this. the break of water. so real, profound...intricately added..

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Oh Sidra honey you are beautiful..see .................there you go .......................................dripping beautiful words onto paper again!! x0x0x0x0


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a frightening ordeal. My youth was pretty easy going in the health department it's catching up to me in my old age.

You expressed these life change occurances very well, the read is clear and smooth flowing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your voice always amuses me. I enjoyed how you took a profound and disturbing reality and made all seem worthwhile. You even brought the truth of it. There is nothing inherently wrong with the procedures rather we must inform ourselves as much as we can before we undergo them. As a Doctor this is where most patients will suffer...via their ignorance of what will happen and why me. Enlightened sharing.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I obviously no nothing about poetry LOL. Sorry, but is this a poem?
It's well written, you did an awesome job, but I don't see that it's poetry, unless I'm missing something.

Trust me, I really don't know anything at all about poetry and if i had to write a poem, i would probably just start bleeding out my ears so I may be way off base here.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ha!!! Very well done and truthfully written with flair and humor! What would we be without the surgeon's knife? DEAD!!!!!
Sharp one Siddartha...
Helen:-)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I will be exposed in the Operating Room this week,this gave me gruesome bloody reality. but its true, i will take it for my patient's purpose, to be healed. no matter how many layers of it in the abdomen, the skin, the fascia, muscularis and the peritoneum.. i will help it cut to remove a spec of uselessness to promote the purpose of life.


wonderfully written... i really thought this one was a fiction, i was picturing out an emaciated teenage girl being sawed alive without anesthesia.. my bad, my very morbid mind, but sorry this is a true story,

btw i love the ob-gyne part of this. the break of water. so real, profound...intricately added..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow. I really appreciate how you used your surgery experiences as a common thread around which you actually imparted a great many details of your life. This poem actually says a lot more than it seems to at first glance. Nice write!
Peace,
Chris

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It was a beautiful poetry... and a part of you... what you shared with us..not only the medical procederee that treats disease but it was very sensible portrait of a woman a very strong woman, intelligent and evocative in her ways. She always will survive, she is a realist and fighter!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sidartha, this poem is powerfully effective in its deliverence,
truly introspective, a meaning the gives the reader new point of views,
you lace word with detail and imagery and story line,
its great to see you've overcome trials with gained perspective;
and better health, excellent work, as always. Michael.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have been through it . . . a strong woman. Here's to a healthy, surgery-free middle life. :-)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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