Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Poem: The Fun of M.E by Dolly

By Dolly

Flu and spew, pain and poo,  you find that you can’t even stand up too
Fatigue.. The doctor says to you,  if only that could just be true
Every day you feel so ill ,  no,  you can’t just take a pill
C. B. T and G. E. T…..  This is what they think you need
This should get you up to speed
If only the docs would see your plight, although you try with all your might
There really is no end in sight
Please be patient,  my dear friend…
We all get there in the end.