stream of consciousness poem
Day of diagnosis
September 15th 2014
Monday afternoon with Sarah Kay
Monday afternoon with Sarah Kay
I'm sitting here on the porch looking up at the trees
on a beautiful completely normal September afternoon
except it isn't normal
everything has been ripped open and twisted
earlier
I came over after school and saw Sarah Kay
everything has been ripped open and twisted
earlier
I came over after school and saw Sarah Kay
she had called me and told me the diagnosis
she had been alone some of the day
she had been alone some of the day
dealing with it
I walk into her and Derek's apartment smiling
bearing comfort food; dill pickles
we laugh and joke and small talk for approximately two minutes
nothing is wrong
we casually chat
we are nonchalant
we casually chat
we are nonchalant
cancer is so whatever
we sit on her bed and suddenly
the world slips away and
we both break
the world slips away and
we both break
we begin to weep in each others arms
it lasts a while
then we laugh
and cry some more
it is so surreal
then we laugh
and cry some more
it is so surreal
what is happening, what is cancer, what is death, what do we do
I've never held her like that
she was like a small bird
so little
so fragile
so fragile
so scared
scared of the future and what cancer means for her
I'm her younger sister
she's supposed to hold me when tears come
this is all wrong
it makes no logical sense because
today was just another Mondayjust another beautiful completely normal September afternoon
Cancer
Hodgkin's Lymphoma what is that
what does that even mean
I don't really know
blood cells or something
doctors had their suspicions for weeks now
we hoped it was only mono
I already cried about the possibility like a week ago
sobbed in my room thinking about how this could change her life
change my life
change all of our lives
why are there more tears
sobbed in my room thinking about how this could change her life
change my life
change all of our lives
why are there more tears
nothing prepared me for today
the actual diagnosis
the actual diagnosis
my head is swimming
eyes swollen
tear streaked and sweaty
can't talk
or think straight
trying to take it all in
our whole world has changed in one beautiful completely normal September afternoon
sitting here on the porch looking up at the trees
can't really fathom that this situation is really life or death
like what if my sister dies
could she die?
could she die?
she could die
I would die
chances are slim though, thank you God
because what would I do
I would die
chances are slim though, thank you God
because what would I do
what would Derek do
what would Mom and Dad do
what would Mom and Dad do
how would we cope
how
then I realize
we have no time to worry about her dying
I push that scary unknown out of the list of options
then I realize
we have no time to worry about her dying
I push that scary unknown out of the list of options
life or death
no
only life
just life
only life
just life
I'm committed to stepping up my game
I feel like her soldier
her warrior
the great Herakles taking on the cancer gorgon
I feel like her soldier
her warrior
the great Herakles taking on the cancer gorgon
I'm taking care of her
I'm her sister and friend more than I ever was
we're going to see Beyonce perform live
we're going back to visit NYC
we're going to lay on a beach together
she's going to see me dance
she's going to see me dance
she's going to laugh at my dumb jokes
we will tease mom and sing 80's songs with dad
we will eat food in Switzerland
we will cook pizzas on friday nights
we will spend Christmas holidays together
we will graduate together
she'll come to my art classrooms
she'll come to my art classrooms
she'll be there when I fall in love
she'll hold me when I am hurting
she'll hold me when I am hurting
she'll be at my wedding
she'll cuddle my babies and we'll weep if she's barren
and then wipe our tears and rejoice for adoption
I'm still sitting here alone on the porch looking up at the trees
on this beautiful completely normal September afternoonwe are all exhausted from the day
Sarah and Derek are napping and I am
crying
shaking
worrying
breathing
worrying
breathing
thinking
praying
praying
can't help thinking how dramatic this is
am I reacting correctly to this news?
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I'm just looking up at these trees
I don't know anything
I'm just looking up at these trees
realizing they have survived after countless storms and quakes and droughts
all those trials made them stronger
my sister Sarah Kay
she's a tree
she has roots
good, strong roots
stalwart support from incredible family and friends
we are all going to water her
we are going to take excellent care of her
keep the cancer away from her branches
we are going to take excellent care of her
keep the cancer away from her branches
she's not going to die
she's just going to become stronger
because she's a tree
Ishel Brimhall