Medications Poems - Poems about Medications

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...

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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...

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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needed Battle won, continue earthly race Healthy cuticle glow completed Hands sparkle, vibrancy attack Fears and woes superseded My aches and pains are pushed way back Sitting on my porch, completely alive Wondering at the clutter and clack Numbers game, six.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...

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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....

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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...

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