Feeling like a sick joke

Maybe the nurse was right:

Just get a hysterectomy honey,
because
kids aren’t worth it___.
They grow up & they hate you.
Get a puppy!

I told her I can’t have children,
& I believe she said
something along the lines of:

Better yet! So, just go to the
women’s health center!

Maybe the nurse was right.

I miss my dog___
I was too sick to take care of
& feed us both___
I might be able to now
& why not?

Maybe a puppy could
fill the void in
my heart, &
the potential of one
in my
lower gut.

(Although I feel I’m playing
a sick joke on myself by this)