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Below the anaesthesia mist.

A pale body lays, not yet lifeless.

Scalpel sharp through layers of skin,

thus, the procedure will begin.

Removing unwanted residue

From the artery wall, hence, to ensue

A passageway for blood to flow

Carrying nutrients for the brain to stow.

Unaware of yet what is to be

A procedure finished, done perfectly.

Stable is your condition, of this I'm aware.

Waiting so close, wishing to be near.

Patience and prayers I've learned to do well.

Loving you each day, you know, time will tell.