The Gospel According To Me (Part 1)

Birth....
....one last big push!
Arrggghhhhhh

A beautiful baby boy breathes pure oxygen, but wait, something's wrong here. Omfg his face is purple and umbilical cord is wrapped around his neck..........pronounced........

.....Dead!!

Please try, please. Pleads the mother. I cannot have more children, a boy is what I'm after.

5mins furiously pumping, playing god.
We have vital signs. Unbelievable. Someone's watching over him, he must be really special.

Dummy placed in for comfort
Breast fed, bottle fed, thumb for comfort.
Safety blanket, wrapped up for comfort
Lullaby's at bed time, familiar voices for comfort

Toddler.....
What is it with these bones, too brittle?
Easily broken and bruised a little.
Superman act breaks the arm
Hospital will do me no harm, huh!

3yrs old yet memories so clear
Must be the first taste of true fear
No I don't want your injection sir
Give me gas to make me relax
Wow this is really cool I say to her
Nurse me better and make me great.

Drift off but then I awake
Floating up, rising high
Looking back with a tear in my eye
What's happening, I'm so scared
I can see my body lying down there.

Warm enticing white light pulling me
I can't go yet my mother's in need
She wanted a son so please let me be.
Silence. Too scaring. Sod that. Weird.

Arms in plaster and back to this scary hospital we go,
Day has come to remove this cast
"ok, this won't hurt, this machine is really good and it's fast."

Oh shit. I set it too much and now I cut this boys arm. My career is done.
Straight through the plaster cast
And right into my bloody arm and bone.
You supposed to fix me not cause more tears
Now I have a physical scar to remember my emotional fears.

Thanks!