Act II, Scene 2: My one consolation, Marilyn Klinghoffer

My one consolation is that Leon has gotten someone
To take him down to the hospital
I hope it isn't full
I wish I'd seen him leave
Someone should have let me know
But as they say, the wife feels last
I've got the worst pain in my breast
A stabbing pain
And in my groin
I don't know what it is
It's like arthritis
Right up by the pelvis
You know, by the joint
Those replacement joints they have today
They're miracles
We have friends of eighty
Who have literally thrown walkers away
So they can't play squash or tennis?
Who would notice?
Paralysis like Leon has is intractable
He's wonderful
He's never stopped fighting
I've hoped as well as anyone
But he just goes on
Amazing us all
You say, what the hell
The medical profession will discover something
I think you're wrong
Nobody really cares
Except the sufferers
Friends of friends of ours
Involved in research
Say there's not much work
Being done on rehabilitation
It's not in fashion
Fashion! What a joke
Cure the headache
Ignore the stroke
It makes me sick