This could quite easily be the beginning of a child's fantasy story.
I sniffled and coughed into the dragons den
I didn't know whether to run or hide right then
To face your nemesis when you don't feel great
When you have to go before it's too late
My name was called and I walked to the door
Took a deep breath and awaited the roar
I walked into the room with little hope
Was met with a woman and stethoscope
Her face seemed so gentle, but was it a fable
As she spun on her chair and away from her table
She could see I was unarmed and not at my best
With nose and eyes streaming and a noisy old chest
I couldn't believe how pleasant she seemed
On every question her face beamed
She was genuinely glad that I'd gone today
Showed much concern as on the couch I lay
"You've lost loads of weight are you sure you're okay"
"Are they looking after you, she went on to say"
"You look so thin, I'm worried in fact"
"I think we may need to act"
I told her no problem I was otherwise fine
Just a rotten cough from that daughter of mine
And I thought it best for you to treat
Than having pneumonia to beat
We had a chat and I was amazed
A new leaf she had turned and I was not phased
I always dreaded the doctor's stare
Never wanted to go in there
I guess we all feel the very same
Having a disease is all in a game
Choosing the right doctor is no mean feat
Every day a challenge we have to meet
I feel like a warrior another battle won
This skin for armour sure ain't no fun
My sword is my humour, without which I'm lost
Another battle over without any cost
The dragon turned friendly, it wasn't so bad
The greatest battle I've not yet had!