I've switched doctors
A lot over the last few years
For different reasons
But I have never visited
Any of them
Until the other day

My former PCP
Hadn't seen me in over a year
Last she knew
I was bedridden
In the worse
Shape of my life

So now that I'm in recovery
And we were in the neighborhood
My mother and I stopped by
It was worth it

When I was ill
I was a pasty green
Barely walking
Or in a wheelchair

I wore sweats and sneakers
Hair was always in a messy bun
I didn't care how I looked
As long as I could get in and out

When I went to see her
I was in a long white flowy
Cotton skirt
A brown floral top
With black sandals

My hair was down
I had on lip gloss
And jewelry
Along with a purse

Surprise Doctor
Was the objective
And boy did it ever work out

She came out of her office
Her eyes nearly bugged out
Of her head
As she asked me how

What medication worked
What symptoms I had
What happened?

I spoke of the miracle
The divine intervention
That it wasn't anything
Clinical or scientific

G-D saved me
And she smiled
Telling me I glowed
I felt it

My surprise to my old doctor
Worked like a charm
And brought another
Chapter of closure
To my ill life

As I walked out of there
I knew that another
Layer of peace
Had captured my heart
As I walked away
With a smile