The Worm

I write this before my diagnoses of end stage liver disease. It was another two years before I knew the cause.

Originally posted 01 November 2010

The colorful thing fills a quart jar displaying an array of brilliant tones of reds, blues, and yellows. As much as she wants to look away, Cici is mesmerized unable to divert her eyes. Voices are buzzing around her speaking words her mind finds incomprehensible.

The first unbelievable sentence still rings in her head. Just moments ago, the doctor had walked into the room carrying the jar. Dr. Angie Stone had said, “We found this unusual worm in your body during the exploratory surgery.”