I forgave the doctor for a late diagnosis
of a painless illness with an uncertain prognosis
except that it could travel to distant sites,
although its future was not 'will' but 'might'.
I forgave the radiologist who got impatient:
'We need you on the table without delay.
The catheter is for your arm: the serum is for your soul.
'To scan your whole body- radioactive -is my role'.
I try to blot out the red and green signs
and I will forget them, I guess, in time.
I will forget the cold clinical hospital itself.
No need to forgive myself.
-23 October,2018.
Uncertain and painless illness provokes thought. Being impatient is not good. Doctor should be effective at right time to save life and recovering pain of a patient. We hope, you will regain your green image soon. Forgiving is a nice human value. Forgiveness makes you great. An excellent poem is well penned.10
An illness without symptoms is something else, totally deceptive. You are so right about forgiving others-many times over, as Jesus taught. I try to forgive. Thanks for your insights.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
More often, we ourselves are to blame for situations needing urgent medical treatments. We Indians just postpone a routine medical check-up indefinitely unless something serious happens. Doctor's, too, can be at fault at times. I understand your sentiments.
Yes, we can make the wrong decisions about treatment, under pressure. I can understand your people's reluctance to get a medical check-up and face the truth. I am like that too.