Tubes

April 16, 2020 | Brooklyn | 50-59 years

I'm in a hospital gown in an exam room with a doctor. There aren't really any walls, it's just a lot of white and the feeling of a window but you can't see anything out of it. And it's windy. My fallopian tubes are in a jar, and the jar is infected with virus. The doctor is explaining how they are going to put the tubes back in my body. I'm crying, can't catch my breath, but can't really speak and I don't know what to do. I don't want them in a jar, I want my body back, but I am bereft and afraid.