Mri's, Mra, Mvg, And Eeg's, Oh My! Poem by Joe Rosochacki

This past two weeks,
Being poked, prodded,
And at times electrocuted
- to determine was going on with me
The MRI machine,
With it tapping like muted drum roll
It's sound of a collage of cornucopia of pitches
(of the overtone harmonic series)
It has a certain rhythm
Pythagoras would liked it
Hypocrites would have amazed by it
The MRI that I had done,
With contrast,
Showed no active areas in my brain
The MRA showed no obstructions in veins in my head
MVG, an unpleasant test,
One is zapped with electrical current,
So to activate muscles involuntarily.
I had two EEG's done
Later on I'll get an ambulatory EEG on June 21st.
All this because, I had numbness in both my legs,
From the waist down.
I could complain but what good shall come of it,
But I saw,
Going South on Joe Ramsey Blvd., (in Greenville, Texas) toward I-30,
A man in his thirties, riding a electric motorized seat,
Along by the side of the road
My wife, Judy was driving, so I peered out of passenger window,
As we approached from behind,
I said to myself,
'Self, do you think he complains about his feeling in his legs? '
He didn't have to complain about his pain,
Because he had no legs.
When we got home, I got out the cab
-and gingerly inched my way to the house.

5-29-10
(I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of MS back in February 2006.
All praises to God and medical science for my life today.)