Symptoms
Of this crumby ailment
Hypoparathyroidism
(Trophy of the surgery
That saved my life
One Halloween)
Include recurring numbness
Of fingers, lips and nose
And confusion of the brain.
As a kid
When I did stupid things,
Dad would call me
“Numbskull.”
I think, I hope,
He never meant it literally.
Yet here I am, truly numb
In skull and other parts.
I was told, and once believed,
This numbness soon would pass,
And learned every day
How sweet it really is
To feel the roughness
Of my cats’ tongues,
A kettle’s heat,
A hug, a kiss.
Years later, reconciled a bit
To knowing this will be
A part of life for me
So long as I am here,
I still appreciate that lesson.
©2008, 2016 John I. Blair, 10/4/2016
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