Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

This Bed Mate

Each night 
Oh how I struggle 
Just turning over in my bed 
My back so stiff and painful 
Oh no - those cramps inside my leg 
I sleep for just two hours 
Then awaken through each night 
I long to stretch 
   But dare not move 
      In case they come 
         For they just might 
So hard to even sit up 
Whilst shouting out in pain 
   The cramps they are excruciating 
      The Parkinson's debilitating

If only I could have a night 
   To sleep 
      To dream 
        The whole night through 
Be normal once again 
   Before that day
      To my dismay 
         when Parkinson's came to stay

Instead 
I am exhausted 
and desperate for sleep 
I know within no time at all 
This bed mate ~ he’s no mate ~ he's mean 
   He’s in my brain
       Works night and day
Stealing all my dopamine 

But then 
   a shining star above
      bathes my room
        with sparkling light
and fills my heart with such delight

Venus shines ~ a precious gem
And I feel human once again…

Written 31st January 2020 at 3.20 am

I wrote this poem at 3.20 am after waking for the umpteenth time with an extremely painful cramp – ouch…

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Jan Allison January 31, 2020 at 3:58 PM So sorry you are suffering so badly Ann, glad you got some relief with getting up and putting your thoughts on paper. I hope the medication can ease your discomfort sending you big hugs:-) Jan xx Ann Gilmour February 1, 2020 at 5:34 AM Many thanks dear Jan for your words of comfort and your lovely hugs! With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Line Gauthier January 31, 2020 at 3:03 PM O Ann, your poetry is great but I hope you find a better way to deal with this. Line xx Ann Gilmour January 31, 2020 at 3:09 PM Thank you dear Line, unfortunately it is moving on and I have just had to increase my medication. Mostly I just get on with it but last night was particularly bad, but I know there are so many people who have so much more to bear than I do, so I must remember that. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Vijay Pandit January 31, 2020 at 7:01 AM Hope the doctors can give something for pain relief --your words tug my heart Ann--a touching poem you wrote. Great ending--soothing imagery in the sky. Ann Gilmour January 31, 2020 at 12:34 PM Parkinsons does cause you to become very stiff and also causes sleep problems and cramps & those are just a few of the many horrid symptoms Vijay. So in the end I got up and wrote this poem, just to get it out of my head. Thank you for commenting and I wish you a very happy and fun weekend dear friend

Tom Cunningham January 31, 2020 at 6:01 AM It's bad enough when you don't have enough sleep but to have pain as well must be really uncomfortable, you have my sympathy Ann, hope you're feeling better soon. Tom. Ann Gilmour January 31, 2020 at 12:30 PM Bless you Tom, last night was a really bad night. Unfortunately Parkinson's makes it extremely difficult to turn over and also to sit up from laying, therefore one becomes very stiff on rising. The cramps are another symptom and because I can't move quickly, the pain is really bad. Oh dear enough of me. I hope your weekend is good Tom with lots of lovely sunshine! With kindest thoughts Ann xx