My Days

Hospital visits Monday, Wednesday, Friday

Blood transfusions, Spinal Taps, Chemo,

Needles, Pills, Procedures,

Doctors, Nurses, Patients, Parents.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

I had to keep fighting so I would survive.

So many new concepts, so many new things

A new way of life, a new way to live.

No more going out, only staying in,

No more school, only trips to Children’s

I found a new family of friends,

I soon longed for the days I spent with them.

I miss the long days I sat all day

On those Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays.