Monday started with rain, sorry pain,
Autocorrect conspiring with the weather.
In act of pathetic fallacy Tuesday did bring rain
Pain still there.
Fifteen months since Jeffery- our name for the cancer
Knocked on the door
An uninvited house guest in my Pancreas.
Jeffery is a bastard.
Tuesdays are always tough.
This one is worse.
Went to see the Palliative chap.
He told me I’m dying.
Actually he let me say it.
Seemed a queer thing at first
But it made sense.
Gave me some power back to actually voice it.
I thanked him at the end and he just nodded, looked a bit awkward
And we moved on.
Wednesday is here. Sun’s out.
Strange to say but now it’s said
I think I can live a bit
Yesterday was not a wonderful moment
Today might be better for it.
Sun’s out. Think I’ll go for a walk.
