My Eye Operation

Gayle took me to the hospital
At the appointed hour.
And then we sat, and sat
Until I began to glower.

But finally my name was called
And told it was time to come.
First I was seen by Mary
From Ireland she said she was from.

It was honey this and honey that
To make me feel at ease.
But this was the third time for me
So I wasn’t weak in my knees.

Or so I thought, but then as
I was changing into surgery clothes
I thought I was going to faint
And almost fell on my nose.

The nurses all gathered around;
My BP was taken quickly.
I guess they thought I’d live
Although I was pretty sickly.

My fate was being discussed
Even while prepping for surgery.
While I was getting stuff in my arm
There was talk about an emergency.

The surgeon went about his work;
 Shadows only could I see.
One eye was covered
The other is now new to me.

I went in for cataract surgery.
It worked really well.
That the lens is now of plastic
One could never tell.

I guess I should be glad
That the rest of me is the same.
The bracelet put on my wrist
Had a woman’s name!

jhs