A Non-Event, Not Even In The Papers


Big women are rare.
I saw one two days ago.
She was standing tall
asking a doctor
what the hell he was doing.
The man said he was
checking her pulse.
There? she said.  He said
he wanted to make sure
blood was pulsing
through her angina.
I can tell you’re no doctor.
You aren’t even a nurse.
He said sorry and left.

She went to tell a nurse
what had happened.  
The nurse did not laugh.
A doctor followed up
and did not laugh either.
The doctor prescribed
2 kinds of pills.  The nurse
stated to the lady that her
pulse was fine.  The woman
got dressed, and went
and had lunch.  She met
her Mom who was
unfortunately in town.
Never told her a thing.