Mistaken Identity
Surgery finished,
I finally sleep
Pushing my shoulders,
the technician wakes meÂ
“Come now, we needÂ
a chest x-ray”
Smiling, she pulls meÂ
into position
The x-ray machine
tight against me
Finally getting a chance,Â
I ask what she is doingÂ
“Oh,” she says “I have
the wrong one
You are not a 64
year old male”
Lying me down,Â
she walks away
As I fall back to sleep,
I wonder, now bald
what I mustÂ
look like
About the poet:
Kathleen Grieger has published poetry in many venues, including Free Verse, Caduceus, Blood and Thunder: Musings on the Art of Medicine, The Healing Muse and online in Yale Journal for Humanities in Medicine and Breath and Shadow. She has written hundreds of poems about her brain surgeries as well as her