I thought you might be interested in this new poem I wrote. I am not a poet, but thought I might "'ave a go".
I call it, Late afternoon on Tuesday.
I got a call today.
The call was from my surgeon.
The surgeon said the team discussed my case.
The team said that I don't need a third surgery.
I expect the anaesthetist will be sad.
Or alternatively, you could do what I did and scream with delight.
It's a choice. We all make choices, and I made mine. I'm pretty happy with that choice.