The plot thickens, my angst flares
Why more nasties when hope came near?
I thought we had it, the Doc and I
But my body freaked out putting me in arrears.
Three infections at once
With more at bay for now
Is much to address
Each in it’s own particular way.
Many calls at night
Hubby running here and there
He is so tired as I
Writhing on the sectional in despair.
Call it die-off
Whatever you may
Take this binder and that
With another remedy in the fray.
I have no idea
If I will ever catch up
The beasts within me win
Or do they? It is not yet clear.
My eyes are burning
My tummy aching with nausea
The pain is less, hoo-rah!
Unbelievable at a time like this.
So what will I do
To get through another day?
Cancel everything again
Sit tight and hold on as we go this way.
Rougher than most healing
The prize won’t be for wimps,
We elite patients stand strong
In the arms of our Lord holding us up.
Keep your eye on the prize
Solve the problems that arise
One day all will be gone
For in heaven we will be fine!
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