Physio Day 108
The clapping under my arms,
my back,
my chest,
is relentless.
“The infection was really severe,” she says
“You've been coming here for quite a while.”
The clapping is percussive, and I close my eyes
The rhythm is somehow soothing, then I ready myself
my position is crucial to make the procedure effective,
to loosen the secretions caused by the infection.
“That's it” she says
“You're doing a good job”
Clap... Cough...
and the cup below becomes stained with green spit
Each cough removes just a little bit more.
It's been weeks since I started,
I hope it's nearly all gone.
Before
I try to remember
what it felt like before
I try to remember
before it all happened
before she was ill
before I was ill
I try to remember...
...before