I knew the appointment would be long.
And she locked us out of the truck – oops!
But I had two hours….
Two hours later,
And I was waiting,
Watching the IV drip red
Drip. Drip.. Drippp..
My annoyance is building
Faster than the dripping
And I let it…
Until I realized my missed opportunity
I was letting my emotions throw me around,
A victim of myself.
Sitting still to avoid a third occlusion.
To take control,
I counted every color in the room.
I watched my stomach rise and fall underneath my magenta-plaid tunic.
And I grounded myself.
The opportunity was passed,
But not as long ago as the last one,
And the one before that.