Kategoriarkiv: illness

Breast cancer as a personal experience (I)

          Ingress So kindly pestering, again and again I’m asked to stay in the care plan. I’m asked to act against my will for my own good. It’s simply disgusting. I I knocked on a door … Fortsätt läsa

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Old and battered

  I’m so old and battered in my soul and body by people and events and sicknesses, never a day without pains, some days more than unbearable, I see only two ways to go to become free and find joy, … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i alienation, arduous times, armed loneliness, become old, beliefs, changes, coping skills, courage, create life, darkness, fears, hard times, illness, inspiring songs, life crises, Living with chronic pains, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, reality, sadness, sickness, words, writing | Märkt , , , , , , | 2 kommentarer

After a single mastectomy

          Maybe I could join up as an Amazon, learn to shootwith a bow and arrow in a female warrior collective. Maybe I could become a salamander to see my lostbody part grow out again. Maybe … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i coping skills, create life, diseases, fragility, illness, loss, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sexuality, troubled life, vulnerability, way of life | Märkt , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Entrance 34 Oncology Clinic (I’ve seen love)

                I’ve seen love I’ve seen love in real life in the lobby of the Oncology Clinic at the University Hospital nearby where I live, a man in his early 80s sitting by … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i aging, armed loneliness, become old, body image, changes, diseases, hard times, healing, illness, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loss, lost, love dream, memories, old age, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, sickness, struggles, troubled life | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Cancer and Corona (Swedish view)

                You lose your hair getting your cancer treated you age ten years your bowels do not work your skin fails and your nails may fall off you wake up with nausea and … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i ageism, aging, alienation, arduous times, armed loneliness, artistry, culture values, diseases, distance, fears, hard times, healing, healthcare meetings, illness, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, morality, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, repression and borders, restrictions, struggles, Sweden view, words | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Lost libido, lost lovers

One, I met one time but I never got to know him. One I got to know but I never met him, not even one time. (Oh, in my youth age, there were some in real: and I regret there … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i absence, body image, create life, forgetting, fragility, grief, heartache, illness, incapacity, left aside, life and love, life turns, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, longing, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, love poem, love story, memories, missing, nobody's somebody, obstacles, old age, opportunities, past, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, remembering, sadness, secret love, sentimentality, sexuality, sickness, single-handed voyage, struggles, troubled life, unhappiness, vulnerability, walk of life | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

”Enough is enough”

  Mostly I met people at treatment days, I was cared for. After the surgery there were a change. Last the nurse showed me to an empty narrow room with 3 black chairs, like in a minor hairdresser salon. I … Fortsätt läsa

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Fatigue

My words have left me. I feel my body strained beyond its limits. And my mind has got enough and turns away. No more demands on me now.     UTMATTNING Mina ord har lämnat mig. Jag känner kroppen, ansträngd … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i fatigue, illness, incapacity, living with sickness, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, words | Märkt , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar