Joined at the Hip

 

I have a new hip and her name is Nellie

She can hear the phone ring before it rings

Titanium with lovely long screws

We are never apart

 

October is our anniversary, our first

We travel to Dartmouth to visit

The tall dark handsome Italian surgeon

Originally from Long Island, he’s married

 

Nellie is silent during our exam

I hold her when they take x-rays

She is brave and leans just the right way

I whisper to him of her sister’s impending arrival

 

On the way home we stop at that homemade ice cream shop

Nellie declines worrying about the extra weight

I poo poo her and enjoy a large maple walnut cone

She does not make me feel guilty, I love her