Unit 42 Haiku

National Poetry Month, which takes place each April, is a celebration of poetry introduced in 1996. Those of you who follow The Teal Diaries are aware that I don’t normally write poetry, however I’ve been inspired during my cancer treatments to pen a small collection. There are few experiences in life as distressing or traumatic as being hospitalized for cancer surgery. In December 2011, I underwent surgery and was cared for on Unit 42 at Calgary’s Foothills Hospital. Many of the events that transpired are represented in the poetry that you will read here. I’ve chosen to write haiku because of the format’s simplicity and it’s ability to convey powerful emotions or striking images.

blue slippers and gown
an eternity passes
in the pre-op room

when he cuts me open
no tumour for my collection
crave smooth healthy organs

anesthesia mask
a few deep breaths are drawn
on my way to oblivion

recovery room
the bright lights overhead
I’m dropped into darkness

conscious, I arrive
the darkness welcomes me
on a winter night

the room is spinning
I long for perfect stillness
let this voyage end

van-gogh-starry-night

I have nurse Crystal
the post surgery hours pass
finally, the dawn

they manage my pain
senses are dulled with morphine
the standard dosage

compression bandage
covers my fresh incision
my surgeon’s trademark

first blood transfusion
my outstretched arm is waiting
for type O to come

my blanket is thin
comfort of warm flannel sheets
during the still night

this building is old
mid-twentieth century
these rooms are vintage

generations past
have walked slowly down these halls
now I follow them

19th Century Surgery

I have a roommate
a Dutch Lutheran woman
her prognosis is grave

new complications
nausea, fluid leaks out
doctors seem unsure

hard recovery
my progress has been so slow
a mountain each day

my carcinoma
hides under a microscope
in some nearby lab

the truth will ooze out
why conceal my pathology
daze me with a pill

he stops by my room
cancer spread to one lymph node
the truth is laid bare

too much of this place
even the walls scream go home
find the strength to heal

past empty wheelchairs
through the lobby Christmas Eve
out hospital doors

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  1. I feel for you – I’m exploring cancer and the implications over the next few weeks – for me, writing the haiku was a release – reading yours is very inspiring!

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