AnesthesiaA Poem by Amanda Reneea reflection on a conversation with a friendI learned today that most anesthesiologists don’t ask patients To count down from 10 anymore, Instead, they ask a patient to recount a favorite memory… After being asked, she settled on a recent picture Of a bike ride with her cousin by the water. I, however, would probably go to sleep in confusion, Fighting between memories of my youth with my mother holding me up on her feet and holding my arms singing a made
up song, or wrapping me up in a towel and being carried safely away from a bath, being read to on my grandmother’s lap, diving backward in a flip in a best friend’s pool, (I do know it would
be a simple moment, not a milestone), or would it simply be, This movement walking and talking with you. © 2026 Amanda Renee |
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1 Review Added on April 11, 2026 Last Updated on April 11, 2026 AuthorAmanda ReneeNew York, NYAbout53 year old Middle School English Teacher (19 years in the beloved Bronx, N.Y.) who loves the arts (in all of it's forms) more.. |

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