I know there’s something wrong this time.
Yes, I realize I am in my prime.
But so was she! And her! And him!
Just before they lost a limb…
It’s my lower left intercostal space,
Something feels quite out of place.
Yes, that’s the main symptom, more or less the only sign.
But I just know that it portends a precipitous decline.
No, it started just this morning
which is precisely why it’s so concerning.
The chronic rarely swiftly kill
Only acute conditions fit that bill.
I’ve drawn up a differential:
Acute lymphoma has potential;
It could be genetic, hemolytic.
You know, I think my grandma was arthritic…
Feel free to palpate, percuss, and auscultate.
Please, do your own search of Up-To-Date.
I think you’ll find that it’s no use,
This illness is just far too abstruse.
Fatal? Yes. Of that I’m sure.
I learned in class that there’s no cure.
No, it’s not easy to admit,
But I think this really might be it.
Such a shame we won’t be hanging out again.
But enough of me, how have you been?
I heard your sneeze when you came in,
And I must say, the prognosis may be grim…