A klutzy accident and unexpected trip to one of my most anxiety-inducing destinations today — the hospital ER — served as inspiration for today’s poems. I tried to incorporate the 30/30 prompt calling for an “anticipation” poem, and the League of Canadian Poets prompt asking for connected haiku.
hospital thoughts is the opposite of anticipation, anxiety? hum of the air vent its whirring does not drown out my pounding pulse nurse asks for pain scale but there is no number for stress we screen fevers not people, says the nurse bring purse to x-ray rolling stool worn at the edges like this nurse exam 1 tired woman says to daughter it will be ok

this is definitely accurate. also, amazing haiku! and i am sending you all my well wishes.
There is no number for stress- so true!