The cold invading army has entered through the mouth and nose
Medications are ready to stop this relentless attack, trying to be composed
The body must prepare for an intense battle as germs are seasoned veterans of war
Exploding coughs are just the beginning of what I have in store
Fluids must flow freely to flush out the enemy from where it hides
As the invaders set up camp in my ears and throat, my energy levels started to slide
I can feel the battle start to heat up as my temperature starts to rise
A relentless pounding in my head was certainly not a surprise
Sleepless nights from coughing are making it much more difficult to defeat the germs, but a barrage of drugs is weakening their attack
After days of battling them, they are finally defeated and start to retract
In a short time, I will once again feel like my old self
Time to pack up all my medications and put them back on the shelf
Categories:
medications, health,
Form: Rhyme
Right hand is asleep.
Eyes blurry.
Hands shaky.
Left hand asleep now.
Why am I at work?
What was I thinking?
Thank God I did not drive myself.
I do not have that kind of energy.
My body wants to wander back to bed.
But is sleep doing me any good?
Not a whole lot.
Would I be better off sitting in the sun
with a book on my lap?
Maybe.
Before I can register this
I am betraying myself by crawling back into bed.
ZZzzzzzzzzz
Categories:
medications, sick,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Flowing into healthy sun
Beams subtle on my face
Mama’s ills are often none.
Hands peek in a good grace
Obviously I am still needed
Battle won, continue earthly race
Healthy cuticle glow completed
Hands sparkle, vibrancy attack
Fears and woes superseded
My aches and pains are pushed way back
Sitting on my porch, completely alive
Wondering at the clutter and clack
Numbers game, six. Seven. Five.
Two X’s, 6’s, and 9 lives won.
Like a giant cat, Vitamin D keeps me alive
I marvel at my pretty skin
Amazed at the great shape she’s now back in
Categories:
medications, drug, sick,
Form: Terza Rima
I am scared of medications
They terrify me
because of the effects
they have on me
They rarely do what
is expected,
and almost never do
what they do for others,
for me
Because I have the
dubious talent of
not reacting to
medications in
expected
or usual
ways
Pills that
knock three hundred
pound men out for
seventeen hours
keep me wide awake
for seventy-two hours.
Categories:
medications, self, sick,
Form: Free verse
Seven medications and I can spell none of them.
I have thrown sleeping pills and pain reliever into the fray.
For the morphine was not cutting it.
I was in dire pain. Then I took a baking soda bath.
Pure heaven, that bath. Instant relief.
Joe ran out and bought all the baking soda the store had.
He had to rent a truck to bring it in. He is crazy like that
When a loved one like me is as sick as I am.
The truck broke down on the way down the driveway,
But I revved up our magic conveyor belt and we had that baking soda inside
lickety split. It is filling up the kitchen, the hallway, and most of the bathroom.
I have enough room to squeeze into the tub, so all is good.
Categories:
medications, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse