MRI

It is an odd thing, taking steps, then waiting... what seems like waiting forever even though the waiting will be done in two weeks, or only maybe done.  For almost sure I will be able to drive, no matter what the MRI shows.  There is always the question, though, of what has changed since last time.  When I think of it, we always get that question, just sometimes it feels more life and death than others.  And with many more things than repeat MRIs.  I watch the weather change, and wait for the hummingbird to reappear.  They say it*s going to be 90 on Monday.  What*s the song?  Waiting on the world to change?

I understand the pounding is quieter

These days.

When I said I was almost done

With a round of antibiotics

For a sinus infection,

She said she could tell my left sinus

Was thicker,

A rather expensive way to have my sinuses

Diagnosed.

Of course I wonder what else

She saw and couldn*t say.

I came home with the envelope

Of pictures

To be compared

With the other pictures.

She asked about weekend plans.

Smiled.

I wonder if she talks with knee pictures

Elbow pictures

Breast scans

The same way.

Probably.

I understand the pounding is quieter

These days.

I am home with my pictures,

Wait for warmer weather

And the hummingbird

To return.