Waiting, sitting in the hall outside the room I
will soon be seen in.
Patiently anticipating seeing Dr. L. - whenever
he decides to arrive.
Wondering what today will bring; what avenues of
treatment I have yet to discover.
Knowing results from a thyroxine test will be
forthcoming, a little fearful of what the outcome
will be, yet looking forward to knowing what's
been found inside me.
Looking hopefully toward the future and whatever
it decides to bring into my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem