Hi everyone, hears a short story about me… I’ve had open heart surgery at 38years d due to chemo and radiation when I was 3, I’m really struggling with the physical strength I’ve lost…. This is my life so far in a poem, I hope it inspires at least one person to never give up x
Mum,
From the day I was born.
I did not know I would be the thorn,
in your side, And mum I’m sorry for all the tears that you cried.
You were there every day in that hospital, hoping for the impossible, but also knowing that this might not end well…..
mum this must of been hell.
I’m so sorry mum, also I love you dad.
I know often that I make you mad,
but deep down inside me all I wanted was the normal life I knew I could never have,
I even needed IVF to become a dad.
I always dreamt about being the “so called normal” but so far I’ve survived every challenge and now feel immortal.
The chemo was next and this nearly killed me.
but mum you were there all the way to try to shield me.
then in desperation I was treated by radiation, but guess what mum, u stood strong buy your station.
Days of no sleep, days of no rest, then along came my heart surgery complete with cardiac arrest.
At 37 I was still fighting, now facing my biggest operation.
Open heart surgery, why me ? Why all the suffering for all to see ?
I guess this was my final option to live or be free, I’m guessing being in pain is the now new for me.
Then I faced a new battle,
by going under the razor sharp scalpel, the surgeon cut me open like he was dividing an apple,
Yes I died, and yes I cried but deep down now I wish I never survived,
little did I know I would lose my wife, my Jo ,my future my entire life.
But I did have it done and now I’m hear, wishing my nightmares would just disappear,
So I’m sorry mum, I’m sorry dad, but most of all I’m sorry Jo for treating you so bad.
Dave.