He said <br />calmly, professionally <br />without bamboozle; <br />You won't know a thing <br />until you recover in the <br />I C U - twenty four to <br />forty eight hours later. <br /> <br />They'll take the tube <br />out of your throat, the <br />one that kept you alive, <br />and make you cough. <br /> <br />Jesus, I thought - cough, <br />with my ribcage stapled? <br />He must have a sense of <br />diabloical humour - cough? <br /> <br />Problem is, he doesn't......<br /><br />jerry hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anaesthetist-2/
