Well, I've lost a few teeth
And I don't have much hair.
My brain's a bit woolly-
It's been a bit of a mare.
Half of my symptoms
Go unrecognised-
Like those funny yawns
(Or would you say "sighs"?)
I inject myself now-
Every three months won't do,
But you only know that
If it happens to you.
I'm not wishing it on you-
It can't be your fault
That none of you seem
To be properly taught.
I get dizzy, forgetful,
Lose time in my day.
There's a noise in my ears
That will not go away.
Because I can't concentrate,
I can't do my job.
There's no place for me
To earn a few bob.
"What about part-time ?"
I'm hearing you say:
Just which days can I
Guarantee I'll be okay ?
Movements, lights and noise
Make even shopping a trial
And confusion sets in
Around the fourth aisle.
It seems to take hours
To get to the till,
But my back starts to ache
If I have to stand still.
And then there's the yawning
While I'm in the queue-
So loud they start laughing,
But what can I do ?
I shrug and laugh back-
Can't wait to get in the car,
I wind down the window
It's not very far.
Put the stuff in the freezer
As fast as I'm able.
Throw myself on the sofa
And glasses on the table.
I feel the trickle
Just under my skin-
To my soles, to my fingers
And then I give in.
I sleep off my exhaustion
For three hours plus.
Would you want that life-
Would you like to be us ?
I lost my career,
I lost my injections-
I gained osteoporosis
And a string of infections.
Just tell me how to get back to my life,
My sense of purpose,
The love of my wife.
Forgive my impatience
But it's been a few years
And if I don't stay angry,
I'll wind up in tears.
If it takes more injections,
Then I'll self-inject-
But please allow me
A little respect.
I'm not an addict
And I'm not depressed.
I'm not that bothered
If you're not impressed.
One day I'll get my answer
And you'll apologise
Because it will have a name-
One you now recognise.