Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Bacterial Stones

The doctor called it a skin infection,
cellulitis to give it a proper medical name.
I thought it was the shepherd David
slinging missiles of bacterial stones.

There was a whoosh and whoosh windup--
which I didn’t see, but
the pain to my lower left shin
was Goliath as I ever felt.

Three thousand years of being dead
played havoc with the psalmist’s aim;
for this I “make a joyful noise”
and give praise unto the Lord.

13 comments:

Masago said...

It is something to be thankful that his aim was lower than your forehead... in fact, come to think of it, good thing it was even much lower than that. :-)

Pat Paulk said...

Vaughn that sent another chill up my spine.

C said...

Do you have cellulitis? I have a close friend that suffered with that and it was rough.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

a new look at the Old Testament. :)

floots said...

ouch in all senses
(try a gin sling instead) :)

Janice Thomson said...

I couldn't help but chuckle at your words but am also wishing you a speedy recovery from this painful affliction.

polona said...

wow, this made me smile and cringe at the same time!

Kai C. said...

cool

Katie McKenna said...

Hope you feel better soon!

Pat Paulk said...

Thanks all. Still some swelling and tenderness in the leg. Been dissolving my antibiotics in my beer to speed the recovery process.

Anonymous said...

I smile - then I grimace! nina

sage said...

I should have written an ode to my shingles! Good job.

quotesqueen said...

There's that Baptist upbringing coming out! Hope all's well!