Good to Go: Is There Such a Thing After Cancer?

I submitted this poem because I believe some of us survivors work so hard while dealing with the cancer that when we are done and survived, we feel the darkness.

Good To Go

Is anyone ever "good to go" after cancer treatments? A survivor ponders this question in a poem.

I spray the perfume once.

Then again.

No one but me to inhale it.

But that’s OK.

I’ve always been obsessed by my olfactory senses.

I figure the perfume bottles

Stacked in front of the overflowing bookcases

Need to have the dust and cobwebs blown off.

Honestly, I should have sprayed this before.

Pretty, pretty bottles.

What am I saving them for?

This tough winter

After the cancer

has seen me digging a hole

for myself.

I can’t see the ending.

Yet I know it’s getting closer.

I can’t see it.

They tell me it’s good.

My thoughts drive towards darkness.

The endings crash and burn.

I’m so good at writing endings.

Just let it go I tell myself.

Easier said than done.

The scans are good they say.

Since we can’t take out the uterus,

keep an eye out for the symptoms they say.

Radiation’s over.

You’re good to go.

Actually, I’m not.

I think I’ll spray some more perfume.

This poem was written and submitted by Jeanne Anderson. The article reflects the views Anderson and not of CURE®. This is also not supposed to be intended as medical advice.

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