Sabaa!

…And The Angels…

He came to Adrian's office one day,
They were trying to sort me out,
Because I'm a complicated patient,
Of that there is no doubt!

So he smiled and said he would see me,
And do all that he could do!
To sort me out, and make me better,
Cos me nerves were showing through!

But he told me not to worry,
As he and Adrian had a chat,
Telling each other what they would do,
Well blow me down and knock me flat!

They want to do all these tests and stuff,
And check for this and that you see,
So they could put me to rights, I hope!
Cos I'm a little scared, for little old me!

But they are very, ermmmmm, confidant!
Well, at least I hope they are,
Cos after all, when said and done…
I only want a little dinky scar!

Now when I went to see Sabaa again,
Cor blimey it wasn't fun...!
He did all these horrible things to me,
And I really wanted to run!

But I couldn't, it has to be said,
Cos Sabaa had me up the wall,
And I was all strung up and secure…
Just in case I took a fall!

So the nurses held me strong and firm,
To protect me from this and that,
I was shouting out to Sabba…
That I was going to knock him flat!

But I guess dear Adrian told him,
That I am a little pain...
And oh dear me, oh sheeesh…
On the N.H.S., I'm a great big strain!

Now after he was finished,
And all me tests were done,
I was outa that room in a flash!
Just like that, I'm gone!

But Sabaa is a lovely chap,
Well really, I have to say that!
Cos I've gota go back for more tests,
And he might just knock ‘me' flat!

And when his job is done,
I will finally find some peace,
For this nightmare that I live in…!
I need it seriously to end, to cease!

I have a great consultant surgeon you know!
Looking out for my peace of mind,
Trying to keep me sane through this,
A better fella you couldn't find!

I have a smashing registrar too!
She literally saved my life!
Saved my soul, made me whole,
As she worked through trouble and strife!

Kept her calm throughout the night,
As she worked hard to keep me here,
And all the while, in my head…!
Was the thought's of all my fear!

Fear of could they save my life,
And more, could they pull me though,
I didn't want to die, I wanted to live,
But there was nothing I could do!

It was in the hands of those Angels,
The ones who worked and toiled with care,
The very ones who go unnoticed by some,
Like as though they weren't even there!

So roll on the operation...!
Roll on to the future bright,
Roll on, roll on, no looking back…
To those nightmares of the night!

An epilogue to this tale so true,
Is the fact that they're all great!
And next time I need to be saved…
I'm gona call on my little mate!

You know what I did that day?
After all the torture and fear was through!
I thanked Sabba, I really did,
For the pain that he put me through!

Why? You ask, well I'll tell you!
Cos their job just isn't any fun,
And anyone else, I have to say,
May have just decided to run!

So now I'm impatiently waiting,
For the results to shed some light,
On the outcome of the operation,
And the final end to my plight!

Way To Go Sabba!

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