I have MS, I am a mess

The doctor tells me not to stress

My feet are numb, my eyes are blurred

I struggle to find my next word

The meds I take are priced quite high

To keep the faith I try and try

My family cries, “Do this! Do that!

You need to rub on Emu fat,

and try stuff we saw on TV!

You should get disability!”

They all have answers for my plight

but nothing makes my legs work right

I’ve tried it all and nonetheless

I have MS. I am a mess.

~ Barbara Robinson 

(via ms-expressions)