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Pain

By Mary E. Adair

Pain
Pain that comes again and again
Regularly as falling rain
That beats with your pulse
From vein to vein,
Pain
That is what leads most people here
The pain that throbs within, somewhere.
We take the tests, MRI's and Xray
And are diagnosed from day to day
Then finally, armed with all the info,
The surgeon performs as best he can know.
The anesthetist, Bless him, or her as the case may be
Sees us carefully through the required surgery
Pain
Pain that comes again and again
Regularly as falling rain
That beats with your pulse
From vein to vein,
Pain
But now somewhat different than before
And the doctors and nurses stream through the door.
Since we are now repaired and on the mend,
The pain subsides daily - a wonderful trend.
Then the therapists arrive with their expertise
To guide our use of new hips, new knees,
To teach those skills that equipment requires,
And tirelessly smile throughout the hours,
And retrain our muscles, ligaments, and the mind
To properly cope with any challenge we find;
To push us encouragingly 'til the upper hand we gain
Over the
Pain
Pain that comes again and again
Regularly as falling rain
That beats with your pulse
From vein to vein,
Pain,
No more!

©July 22, 2003 Mary E. Adair

(Excerpt from article Tribute of A Patient."
Dedicated to my surgeon, Dr. Geoffrey Glidden;
the Doctors and staff of Medical Center of Plano;
and Dr. Nguyen and staff of Plano's
HEALTHSOUTH Rehabilitation Hospital.)


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