diddy for a doc

oh, to be married to a doctor,
although at times i have mocked her,
dedication to patients,
sometimes tries my patience,
but for this i should not have knocked her ...

you see, how our life is much clearer,
as big tests and treatments grow nearer,
i wouldn't know what to do,
or who to turn to,
so for this her profession grows dearer ...

it's all so confusing,
and not so amusing -
to make the decisions
and think of incisions
her knowledge it is quite diffusing

now architecture is great,
and my hours are not late,
but i can't save a life,
and i can't handle strife,
so our wedding seems like it was our fate ...

she's just a physician,
she's not a magician,
with a lance and some pills,
she strengthens their wills,
and helps them with their own positions ...

results and stats make my head spin,
with despair i would say that one can't win,
to make sense of it all,
can make spirits fall,
so it's nice there's an m.d. who is kin -

she's straightened me out,
with nary a shout,
i'm feeling quite good now,
with hope i can see how
her recovery is certainly not in doubt!