Woven through laughter, through tears I've shed.
A year has passed, yet here I stand,
With questions lingering, like grains of sand.

Doctors and tests, a parade of concern,
Blood and urine, for answers I yearn.
Scans of the mind, each one a quest,
But worry eludes me; my heart finds rest.

Once, I felt lost in a storm of my thoughts,
Now I reclaim the peace that I sought.
A friend by my side, with...