Not feeling well, brain is on drugs, so I am reposting a post that I did in September 2010.
I can’t accept this life I lead but I guess I have no choice
The doctors say they have no clue
I feel I have no voice
My eyes they won’t stay open my body is so weak my mind is really willing but I just can’t move my feet My nights are dark and endless with little or no rest then the sun comes up too early I want to stay in my nest This illness is not funny but it knows who is the boss I struggle all day to function but it’s a fight I have lost I have pills of many colors that I swallow everyday they make me wired and nauseous Walgreens is happy at what I pay I used to be a Super Girl with Clark Kent at my side but now I get so car sick He can’t take me for a ride So I’ll just do what I can do when I can’t, I’ll just stay home I’ll watch TV get mad and cry and won’t even answer the phone The daily life of a Chronic Girl is sad and awfully unfair but I just keep going day by day because of “my people” who care