Rehab – No more catheter or urinary bags!
OOPS, no one informs my bladder and so –
(Oh, the Woe!) As back into diapers, I go!
Upon entry, I modestly claimed
I preferred a female for change.
Some girls had trouble turning my bulk,
I quickly learned the benefit of male-hulk.
So with a sigh of relief, I swallowed my grief
And humbly learned to appreciate
how gracefully they accepted my helpless state!
(Oh, how sincerely I thank the workers who could care for me in the weakest of times, and make me feel no humiliation. You were great! I know many of you were called by God to do just what you patiently do. Wish I could list your names, but I probably ought not. I hope I told you often enough so you know with what relief I saw you respond to my light.)