A BC carol
I’m dreaming of a white bismuth,
Just like that gloop that makes you glow,
Where the Cat Scan glistens and patient listens
as through the ring we quickly go
I’m dreaming of a white bismuth,
With every cannula I feel,
As the FEC is pumped in, I’m like a pumpkin
This hair loss surely can’t be real?
I’m dreaming of a white bismuth,
With each rad fraction I receive
May Herceptin be kinder and no reminder
Remain like my compression sleeve
I’m dreaming of a bright Christmas
And all our feelings understood
May your sleep be flush-free and cool
And may all your outcomes be good