Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, the brisk and brawny doctor
who would not listen to me gave me antibiotics, I took
it without checking to see what it could be, Augmentin,
Amoxicillin and Clavulanate, names suggesting exotic
mates, but as I felt worse and symptoms worsening
Checked Augmentin on the Internet – it is a penicillin
antibiotic, and I am allergic to penicillin, a self-centred
doctor who did not listen and did not check my file in
which allergies are indicated, I drove to work with a
derelict headache threatening to strangle my brain
Then I checked and discovered the cause of the strain,
from now on I shall wear a bracelet about this allergy,
never again run the risk of being overrun by a medical
representative who does not make time to listen to the
patient, writing dangerous prescriptions…
[I wish dear Amoxicillin and Clavulanate, clearly a prince
and his consort, a lovely life and prosperity, many children
and health – but I do not want to see them again! ]
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