Being Sick Does Not Suit Me

I take another pill because the last one did not kick in fast enough. Fourth nap of the day, feel disappointed when I wake up. What do I have to do to get rid of this pain? I am grumpy, and irritable. My husband hides from me. I have had a malady too long; I am exhausted and angry. I do not care what happens next, I am ready to close my eyes and rest in a permanent way My hobbies are not fun. People have stopped visiting. There is no purpose to my life. I take another nap, and a few more pills. When I wake up I am disoriented. Is it day time or night? Do I even care? I hear a tiny voice on my answering machine. It is my four-year-old grandson. I hop out of bed and give him a Facetime call. As soon as I see his beaming smile, I know I want to live.