MEMORIAL STICKTORIAL

MEMORIAL STICKTORIAL

Roger A. Davis

Last Saturday, my shin I did abrade
Tuesday, it was real oozy
Looking at it made me woozy
Went to the E.R., being somewhat afraid

Admission went off without a hitch
Pardon my French, sometimes it can be a bitch
Shortly to the treatment room I went
Blood drawn, to the lab it was sent

Doctor S. checked my chart and the massive sore
(You know me, a hypochondria bore)
Prognosis: cellulitis infection, not gangrene
Cure: nurses, antibiotics and an IV machine

Last time I had this, it was just cream and pills
8 trips to the E.R. for IVs; imagine the gas bills
Look on the bright side, no loss of leg
Or an early meeting with my deceased wife, Peg

Every six hours, it is me and the IV pole
My expert medical opinion: infection rings its death toll
This poem is my way to say, "Thank you, E.R. staff"
And out of this, I hope you get one healthy laugh

Dedicated to the McPherson Memorial Hospital ER Staff

HOME HEALTH CARE

HOME HEALTH CARE

Roger A. Davis

After all those IV drips
And those day and night trips
Doc said, ‘Go elevate the leg in your recliner chair
And we’ll have you attended to by Home Health Care’

Angel Arms called me that day
Good news, I don’t even have to pay
Medicare takes care of the bills
But not my antibiotic pills

Holly, Brenda, Brandy and Sandy have been my nurses
They carry med supplies in their large purses
There are a total of eight in their group
Yet, only these four have applied the Mupirocin goop

Nine days till I see the doctor again
Hope then no more bandages on my shin
Showering with Saran Wrap to keep the wound dry
My patience, it does try

Human angels ministering their healing arts
My prayer: Bless their caring hearts
And the travels of these Florence Nightingales
Thanks for everything, even cutting my toenails

IMMODEST BUT HONEST

IMMODEST BUT HONEST

Roger A. Davis

I have experienced some medical closure
You know from past poem exposure
About my antibiotic transfusions
Well, they caused colon and intestinal confusion

For over ten days, no firm stool
Diarrhea was the overriding rule
Every bathroom break was a concern
Would this be the one when things turn?

I air this discreet subject in hope
Knowing it may help others cope
A four pack of Charmin was always on hand
Even eating yogurt was in the plan

Yes, there was leakage, sad to say
Upping the frequency of wash day
Passing gas was a no-no
And those cramps, quite the foe

I’m glad to report today a normal BM
It’s over, yet maybe I'm going out on a limb
A couple more under my belt are needed for sure
Plus a good dry fart for final closure

HURRICANE BANE

HURRICANE BANE

Roger A. Davis

BANE: A cause of ruin, death or harm
Why didn’t people heed Ike’s alarm?
As soon as evacuations were broadcast
I, for one, would be out fast

I’ve had a secondhand experience of such
My son felt Katrina’s touch
Understatement: His dwelling was totally washed out to sea
For a few weeks, he came home and lived with Peggy and me

Newscasters stand out in the brunt
And storm chasers, tornadoes they hunt
Is it a public and scientific service they provide?
Or is it a legit death wish they hide?

Many of us have a morbid fascination with catastrophe
This can be seen in what we watch on TV
Bull riding, NASCAR and bloody fights
Yes, even when reality produces gruesome sights

Yet, the flip side is the rush of relief
Goodness overrides morbidity is my belief
I’m proud of the USA’s worldwide reach
During disasters, they fill in the breach

I end this poem on an appeal
To anyone staying out in a hurricane, make a will
Or when following a twister
Have your affairs in order, Ms., Mrs. and Mister

HOW MUCH IS THAT CERAMIC DOGGY IN THE WINDOW?

HOW MUCH IS THAT CERAMIC DOGGY IN THE WINDOW?

Roger A. Davis

What is the worth of your heirlooms?
To find out, 'Cash In The Attic' will search your rooms
An expert makes estimates of what others will pay
Then the owners find out on auction day

They try to create tension to meet the project goal
By stewing when there is 'no sale' on an antique bowl
Yet learning the history of items to be sold
Gains this part of the show a star of gold

'Antique Roadshow' - you bring in your treasures
Get in lines for their appraisers
Again, is it valuable or a reproduction fake?
Museum quality! "For Goodness Sake"

This for me really 'pulls my chain'
When people hit the 'Gravy Train'
Estimates are met and exceeded by far
Excites me like Tiger shooting 10 under par

I really do shed tears at people's happiness
It’s because being a collector, I confess
I've shared success obtaining quality finds
Good fortune in your quest for those 'one-of-a-kinds'