Poem About Dealing With Chronic Illness |
Poem About Dealing With Chronic Illness | It’s Chronic –
She’s so lazy, they declare.
It’s all inside her head.
Just get up and live your life.
Stop spending it in bed!
Get a real job. Exercise.
It’s easy, we all do it.
I just wish they’d just understand,
my illness is named ‘chronic’.
I would do anything to live a life not feeling like a drain.
To go back to the days without the fatigue, fog and pain.
Please stop telling me I ‘must take heed’.
It’s understanding, not advice I need.
I just need you to have a little empathy.
I don’t want you to feel sorry for me.
I long for my health, I long to work.
My chores and family I hate to shirk!
If you could, please understand.
I’m 34, this is not the life I planned!
For four years now, not a single day has passed me.
That I have not cried out with a desperate plea.
Pain please stop, leave, go away.
Fatigue, not you, I had plans today!
Symptoms I could take an age to name.
But the list’s so long I must refrain!
For you see, I’d give almost anything.
To have my life with good health once again!
By: Mrs. Lyndsey Konya
I’m a 34-year-old, married mother of two. A mature student currently on a gap year due to illness. I have multiple illnesses including; Fibromyalgia, Lyme, migraines, degenerative disc disease, ruptured discs, previous major spinal surgery for spinal cord damage, severe complex sleep Apnoea (caused by spinal cord injury), PCOS, depression and anxiety (amongst others). I enjoy crafting, poetry, reading, films and other things when I’m well enough. I’m hoping to start back at UNI, but I’m not confident I’m well enough, but have to go back or leave permanently. I’m at the end of my second year studying Occupational Therapy BSc (hons).
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