Phil went alone into the hospital
While I went to get dinner.
He had a scan
And got some drugs
While I drove across town
And waited in line.
He finished first,
And went to get coffee …
Until he realized that,
With crutches,
He could not carry a cup.
He left without coffee.
It’s a big thing, to have only
One leg work.
It’s a little thing, to realize
You won’t carry anything
By hand
For the next few months.
Except it’s not a
Little thing.
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