When You Have Ms

When you have MS, you just never know You may have bad days, that’s how it can go. Sometimes I will stumble, or take a fall Things move in the house, especially the wall. Trip over nothing, Sometimes there are glares I hate when I fall, going up all those stairs. I have left my house, with the candles lit When I come back home, I throw quite a fit. How could I do that, I thought they were out I beat myself up, and begin to shout. I’ve gone out to lunch, the oven is hot Where is our dinner? Oh crap, I forgot. The pan on the stove, I’m ready to cook But I walk away, and start a good book. Calendars I use, I have two in fact Appointments I have, and I must keep track. There’s a problem though, I forget to look So I write things down, even in my book. I ask the same thing, my kids tell me so I just say to them, I just want to know. My side vision gone, on curbs I would hop “Mom a car’s coming, please stay at the stop.” My kids say they’ll help, they’ll give me a class Teaching maneuvers, so that I will pass. But if I don’t pass, as they both chuckle Get into their car, make sure I buckle. Don’t feel sorry, and no need to curse There’s many people, who have it much worse. Always remember, when things seem bluer Lift up your spirits, by using humor.