This past two weeks, <br />Being poked, prodded, <br />And at times electrocuted <br />- to determine was going on with me <br />The MRI machine, <br />With it tapping like muted drum roll <br />It's sound of a collage of cornucopia of pitches <br />(of the overtone harmonic series) <br />It has a certain rhythm <br />Pythagoras would liked it <br />Hypocrites would have amazed by it <br />The MRI that I had done, <br />With contrast, <br />Showed no active areas in my brain <br />The MRA showed no obstructions in veins in my head <br />MVG, an unpleasant test, <br />One is zapped with electrical current, <br />So to activate muscles involuntarily. <br />I had two EEG's done <br />Later on I'll get an ambulatory EEG on June 21st. <br />All this because, I had numbness in both my legs, <br />From the waist down. <br />I could complain but what good shall come of it, <br />But I saw, <br />Going South on Joe Ramsey Blvd., (in Greenville, Texas) toward I-30, <br />A man in his thirties, riding a electric motorized seat, <br />Along by the side of the road <br />My wife, Judy was driving, so I peered out of passenger window, <br />As we approached from behind, <br />I said to myself, <br />'Self, do you think he complains about his feeling in his legs? ' <br />He didn't have to complain about his pain, <br />Because he had no legs. <br />When we got home, I got out the cab <br />-and gingerly inched my way to the house. <br /> <br />5-29-10 <br />(I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of MS back in February 2006. <br />All praises to God and medical science for my life today.)<br /><br />Joe Rosochacki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mri-s-mra-mvg-and-eeg-s-oh-my/
