My playful ditty BIONIC NONNY [pronounced NAH’nee} explores the wonderful age of medical miracles in which we live! What surgeons can repair in a broken or degenerate body is amazing!

Surgery, hospitals, and rehabilitation facilities are certainly not what I think of when I contemplate a pleasant experience or a time of vacation.  However, after my last surgical procedure, which was knee replacement,  I did find myself scribbling a funny little ditty of a song on a scrap of paper.

I was branding myself to my grandchildren as “Bionic Nonny” before this song was ever written.  Here’s how I took on that nickname!

In a prior conversation with someone I was bemoaning the fact that I was like an old car having to have parts replaced when he said, “That’s a good thing!  You’re bionic now.  You’re Bionic Nonny!”

“Well,” I told him, “This is my last surgery.  That’s it!”

WORD OF CAUTION! To graphic artists and trained musicians, let me say, “Please excuse the awkward scribbles of a post-surgery patient.”  I was trying to combat pain and boredom during long, tedious twenty-four hour days while captured in a rehabilitation center.  My pressing mental questions were when the next pain pill could be taken, and what time the next meal would arrive.

In an attempt to amuse myself, I wrote out the words and music of BIONIC NONNY which began flitting around in my head.  Maybe you will also be entertained by my light-hearted song about my participation in our medical fix-it society!  If you don’t read music or you have trouble deciphering my chicken scratch, just skip on down to the easier-to-read version!

BIONIC NONNY! 

Verse 1)  One day soon driving her car she’ll be
Nonny with her new bi-o-o-nic knee!

Verse 2)  One day soon over the road she’ll zip
Nonny with her new bi-o-o-nic hip!

Verse 3)  One day soon in her red car you’ll spy
Nonny with her new bi-o-o-nic eyes!

Verse 4)  Are there any other parts to fix?
Nonny smiles and then she says, “Th-at’s it!”

By Connie Carlisle Polley, 2018-2019
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