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A scar and...
by Rebekah Rosie Lang
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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This poem is from a time in October of 1993. I went from Neurosurgeon to Neurosurgeon in the State of Missouri and the doctors would not touch my shunt for a different doctor was "following me" down in Texas. I was in Missouri though and needed help right then! So, I did something drastic. I took a boxcutter and "sliced my shunt into two pieces".

I left it alone and was on my way to St. Louis airport when I got hit in an auto-accident. I figured the rise in cabin pressure would have killed me. I did not think about that until much later though.

The ambulance guys saw that I was leaking Cerebral Spinal Fluid, from my brain/shunt, and asked what I had done! Thus, I ended up in a coma and then Step-down of ICU. It was a long recovery period. Thanks for listening if you are still reading this!

There is a scar on my head;
I had wanted to die.
There is a scar on my head;
No Neurosurgeon would hear my cry.
There is a scar on my head;
I played Doctor that month!
There is a scar on my head;
Forever, I will have to have
this Damn Shunt!

Written by Rebecca (Becca) P Lang on
October 15, 2005 at 9:34pm CST, DST.
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