Missed your posts ,so pleased your back Don ,it's not time too give in yet ,you will hurt so many people if we don't see your poems
Please take care
A
Dorothy
Love the poem,I dabble a bit myself.what do you reckon?
I went to see my doctor,
As I had a touch of flu.
But the doctor took one look and said,
Now here's what you should do.
Put your finances in order,
And amass what you are worth.
I'm sorry son you're snuffing it,
Not long for planet earth.
Well the doc was right,
I popped my clogs,
Just like he said I'd do,
And all because I went too late,
With a simple dose of flu.
So now I wait at heaven's gate,
As a choir of angels sings.
And soon I'll sit upon a cloud,
With my halo and gold wings.
(Not just yet though)π
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I reckon you should dabble a lot more, that's brilliant! Cheered me up.
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Cheers,got to have a laugh and joke about life,(or death)otherwise we may as well pack up now.Would love to see more of your poetry,looks like my kind of humour.π
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Well there must be about 100 of them back there somewhere.
So sorry that you're fed up Don, and I think it's time you gave that black dog a boot up the bottom π. I hope that the lovely Midge is well. XXX
I need to get out and about again whilst I still can. Just had a serious bout of inertia, mix with a bit of self-pity I think. It's beginning to look like attention seeking as well.
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It's no wonder we all get to feel that way every so often. It's not easy living with lung disease! It's not attention seeking, and even if it was that's fine by me and probably most other members on here. Keep your chin up Don, and if you ever want a chat here or privately by message, feel free to get in touch. Keep smiling, Brian
Life is a gift and it does get bad at times but sometimes can be so good. I should have died a year and a half ago they had all but given up on me at the hospital but my family didn't and here I am getting better slowly but surely. Went and saw some old neighbors the other day they were happy and surprised became they thought I had died. It has been a long slow recovery and I might die tommrow but I am thankful to God for another day.
Don, you have changed this forum in a wonderful way. Forums go through different phases and people come and go. What you have brought us is beyond price. The BLF bard has brought poetry, fun and creativity to the site. And often amidst the humour a real degree of reflectiveness and poignancy about life and it's ups and downs. And look how you've got everyone rhyming now. Crazy and totally brilliant my friend.
Dont give up I know how you feel but please don't give up God is a healer of all things keep the Faith don't let this illness beat you i still do some of the things I use to do before I became ill I have good days and bad days on my good days I try to get much done as possible in my bad days I try to get little as done as possible lol point is I keep it moving I'm not gone sit around waiting to die I have too much to live for my cord just gone have to go Where I go I still take car trips i clean up cook some times I have to sit and clean but that's ok because after I'm done all I have to do is prop my feet up because I'm already sitting and enjoy a movie lol just thought I throw a little humor in there to make you feel betterβ€β€
Well all you poets on this post, my local church runs a poetry group I am informed it is good for the soul so keep us going even if the ones like this morning have a sad element of truth. Enjoy your day .
Feels like struggling a lot - sadly no answer but can only offer an arm around the shoulder - its yours - all the best with your struggle and hope there is some light around the corner
Thanks, that's all it took really, together with a kick up the backside.
I'm sure that most of us need one of those now and again Don π I know that I do, particularly at the moment. I was diagnosed by my GP with a frozen shoulder and sent packing with some Ibuprofen gel. Couldn't sleep, dress myself, drive, use a knife and fork and the pain was indescribable. After a week I'd seriously had enough, so went back to doctors and saw a different GP. He showed a bit more interest as I think that he could see that I was at the end of my tether. He asked me to go for an x-ray, gave me morphine and a referral to an Orthopaedic surgeon. Morphine didn't touch the pain and I eventually got to see the Orthopaedic bloke about 5 weeks later who said that it wasn't a frozen shoulder at all, but severe nerve trapping coming from the neck. So he prescribed Gabapentin and physiotherapist. I just cried. I've done an awful lot of crying these last few weeks. If the physio doesn't work (when I eventually get it) then it's an MRI scan and injections. It's coming on HU and reading your poems and other posts, that keeps me going. So onwards and upwards, and keep them coming please. That was a fair rant considering I don't usually say very much! πππXXX
People don't seem to be able to connect with people anymore, doctors in particular. Years ago the family doctor probably helped bring you into the world, knew your father and mother, often your grandparents too. Looked at your eyes, into your mouth, felt your pulse and temp and talked to you whilst doing all that and you felt that he had a real interest in your wellbeing, so you trusted everything he said. Now it sounds like I'm describing life on another planet!
People connect well on this forum, that's why it works so well.
Don Nooooooo. I'm going through a rough time at the moment and I so look forward to your posts and poems on here. Your poems make me smile so YOU need to keep me happy. π When my hubby gets home from work I read you poems out and it makes him smile, so keep up the good work pleasssseee xxx
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