THE GAMES AFOOT
By Patty Lynn
It happened fifteen years ago,
A simple operation,
A little bunionectomy,
Required no contemplation,
Just commonplace, they said, “Routine,
Been done a thousand times,
And while we’re in there we’ll repair
Two toes, ‘twould be a crime…
To not correct two hammer toes,
Be painful down the road.
We’ll straighten them and then you’ll see
The comfort that you’re owed.”
Initially the foot looked good.
I thought the job just fine.
At last no bump, no bunion there;
A “normal” foot was mine.
But now fast-forward then ‘til now,
My foot, oh, wow, it’s bad!
The toes so crooked, leaning West,
Horrendous, I might add...
But didn’t hurt, that is, ‘til now,
Then made up for lost time.
And now I’m faced with surgery.
I wish I could decline…
But leaving things the way they are
Just isn’t, well, an option.
I only hope the doctor’s one
Who’s skilled and somewhat cautious,
‘Cause when I talked to him today,
He said he’s never found
A complicated case like mine.
That statement’s quite profound.
So all that I can do is pray,
I know God’s in control.
I pray He’ll bless the surgeon’s hands,
That he achieves the goal…
Of restoration and repair,
A foot that functions “right.”
No leaning toes, I’m done with those.Let's hope the end's in sight.