01 July 2006

Pieces of me

Ever marvelled at the wonders of the human body? Every inch is instrumental to our glorious existence, scientists say. Which to me, makes the mysterious growth of the common fibroid, even more of an oddity.

So yesterday I gladly let them take this pingpong-sized lump (so close to my heart) away.

"Would you like to see it now or later?" The sweet nurse said while anaesthetic still flowed merrily in my veins.

And there it was, chewed meat in brine, the ugliest part of me I've ever seen. (My mother said it doesn't matter how I look on the ouside if I'm beautiful on the inside. Hah. Wait till she sees this.)

Goodbye, chunk of flesh. Leaving pieces of myself here and there doesnt' hurt me because I do it all the time!

Maybe you have something of mine? Sitting on your sofa perhaps? Or on your CD rack? Bookshelf? Then again even if all I did was shake your hand, there I am in it.

And right now, I'm probably in a sewage pipe in Shanghai, running on TV or a billboard someplace, or sitting in a laundromat, but most definitely floating in brine in a biopsy lab.

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