Forgiveness.

I forgave the doctor for a late diagnosis of a painless illness with an uncertain prognosis except that it could travel to distant sites, although its future was not 'will' but 'might'. I forgave the radiologist who got impatient: 'We need you on the table without delay. The catheter is for your arm: the serum is for your soul. 'To scan your whole body- radioactive -is my role'. I try to blot out the red and green signs and I will forget them, I guess, in time. I will forget the cold clinical hospital itself. No need to forgive myself. -23 October,2018.