Jemverse

One thing they don't tell you
is that Chemo's pretty shite
If they did no one would do it
and there'd never be the fight
at least not one where poison
is pumped into your body
followed by three weeks of drugs
insidious and shoddy

And yet still here with cancer
it's a choice which must remain
as you're always in the driving seat
and the most to lose or gain
I made the choice to leave it
two infusions; six weeks in
as it took away the best of me
stopped me being; stopped my grin

That was right and right for me
the opposite for others
such is hindsight's privilege
and the knowledge that it smothers
Ten days followed, painful, long
and the allegory of that choice
from the car crash of withdrawal
I now embrace and yes, rejoice

For though still a work in progress
another change has taken place
and one that's for the better
as you can see from gait and face
The CT scan at end of month
will go ahead as planned
But for the moment chemotherapy
in this body is now banned.

©Jemverse

[When, five months ago I was faced with  two choices – three months, or chemotherapy and the chance  of more, that’s kind of a no brainer. But, there’s also quality of life to think about. That might  mean a shorter time. But a qualitative life has so much added value and is absolutely the only choice for me. So that’s the path I’ve now taken. ‘Joie de vivre!’]