When Death Comes a Knocking

You are a proud soldier of life, Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria. I am proud to know you. This poem is knock-down splendid. I will talk to you when you have rolled the 80 percent on the biopsy. If not, I will smile at you in my dreams and enjoy your company on the other side when it’s my turn.

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On 10/2/14 I posted I Woke Up the Sun Slept In I scheduled this post for today because I’m getting ready to have surgery today to biopsy the nodule in my right lung. My pulmonary doctor says there’s a twenty / eighty percent chance of it being cancer. The surgeon says he doesn’t think it’s cancer. They won’t know until they get the sample out. I will be hospitalize for two to five days but as soon as I’m able I’ll tell you guys the results. If you don’t hear from me then I didn’t make it and I will visit you in your dreams. It’s not the surgery that has me nervous it the thought of the anesthesia and my sleep apnea.

Now you know why my recent poems have been so dark and why I was reluctant to take part in the #Nano Poblano. I tried to create…

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    • If you search silentlyheardonce on youtube, Kim has two videos of herself reciting her poems at a spoken word slam, and they are really cool, Beth.
      We can all hope for her today until we hear news.

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  1. Beautiful post and poem Mark. Doctors are very sensitive about any indication of cancer and will always err on the side of caution. It is best to try not to anticipate results of tests. Which, of course, is almost impossible. Having survived cancer, I have had easy a dozen cancer “scares”, none of which turned out to be true. The doctors themselves have difficulty in refraining from racing ahead in their minds. It’s a part of the whole cancer mind-set.

    I wish Kimberly the most positive test outcome.

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