Physician, heal thyself

Now my Christmas Hiatus is over

I can resume my daily complaints.

The pains in my stomach

feel like a bladder infection, bleeding hemorrhoids, and

a bowel obstruction all rolled into one.

The first two may have been a bit responsible.

Nevertheless, I’m blaming it all on Tamoxifen,

the estrogen-inhibiting drug

for breast cancer.

I took myself off.

By evening that same day,

most of the pressure had subsided.

After a week, it still comes and goes,

but never as intense.

Sometimes you just gotta do

what works for your distinctive physiology.

Torture is a not on the list.

WHAT?

Warm oozing, chocolate syrupy fluid

saturating my clothes

and filling the toilet.
A horror scene.

Four hours later:

“Sorry,”

the Emergency Room doctor said

as he explained to me that the

ultra-sound showed

that I have a 4x5-½ cm
(the size of a tennis ball)

tumor in my uterus.

In post-menopausal women

it is considered cancer

unless proven otherwise.