Specialist

I am somehow grateful to have this odd seizure disorder that manifests itself generally every nine months on the equinox (autumnal) and solstice (summer and winter).  We will see what happens this spring.  I have an appointment with someone who will listen to me on March 20, not just mark down the physical symptoms on the medical chart.  Today is the annual appointment with the neurologist.  Yes, I have the referral in hand.  Yes, I have the co-payment ready.

Today I meet with the specialist,

The yearly meeting

With the specialist.

He cares

That I have managed

To stay upright

Since I last saw him.

My generalist cares

To check the right boxes:

Take my temperature,

Blood pressure;

Weigh me like a fish

For sale by the pound,

Ensure that I still have

Reflexes.

Yes I am still

Breathing.

My heart still beats

As it will

Until it no longer does.

Today is the specialist.

I will tell him things.

He will nod and smile

And most probably write down

Only

When I last seized.

I will then return to the generalist

For another year.