Retina

Cloudy lens, myopic eye,

Give the Doc just one try,

Doctor A will fix me good,

I will see like I should.

Easy op with little pain,

My world becomes clear and plain.

I threw my glasses in the trash,

Had better uses for my cash.

The curtain came from the side,

My vision was not so wide.

Each line I saw had a flaw,

I had to draw with a yaw.

Lasers with two surgeries,

A left one that barely sees.

Follow-up with Doctor A,

To see what he has to say.

My good work has gone to waste,

He said it to my swollen face.

Pay your bill, see me soon,

I have golf this afternoon.

YOU SON OF A BITCH!

That I made rich.

I will never darken your door

Was the oath that I swore.

If my story had ended there,

I wouldn’t have this vacant stare.

The other eye became so blurry,

That I was wrought with some worry.

The silicone had come undone,

What happened next wasn’t fun.

Neon bolts of red and green,

With flashing lights in between.

I stumbled in my new world,

Lights around me swirled and whirled.

My Retina Spec showed concern,

As her laser flashed and burned.

Her tiny straws and stainless sticks,

Were the tools of the fix.

That I can see a little bit,

Is thanks to her amazing grit.

LDT April 14, ‘24

Thanks to my Retina Specialist at the Tucson VA Hospital, I got some vision back.

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