To All my friends
I’ve been going through a little bit of a hick-up again with FMS.. I have had to come off some tablets that the Dr prescribed 2 years ago, as they have made my tummy rather sore, so sore in fact I now get another tablet to help heal that.. I wonder now what other side affect these will bring?
One of the problems with Fibromyalgia is pain, and sleepless nights and so feeling tired I wonder how some days I drag myself up out of bed.. But I do..
This week at work all I seemed to get from my colleagues was moans and groans, about their lives, and it pained me to see how each of them were calling each other.. I do try not to get embroiled in their gossiping, But at times I feel like a sponge as each of them come to me to tell me there woo is me stories..
Yesterday I had just about had it..and told some home truths to some of them…. after I’ve worked through the whole of Easter Weekend.. Monday even though I hurt, and was tired.. I took 3 service users out for a morning in a country park, where we walked through the woods and fed the swans and ducks on the lake.. They Loved it.. And so did I, because I forgot about my own aches and pains for a while.. Even though I crashed out in bed later that afternoon for 3 hours.
(Look at My Photos Easter Monday Walk You will see where we went)
I can’t sleep again tonight.. so I sat and wrote a poem.. I escape to this world so very often.. And I can become who ever I want to be.. All we need is our minds.. imagination..
The days are long, my nights even longer
The pain of heart, but limbs feels it stronger
At last the weekend has arrived for me
Hard to describe the world that I see
I try my best, but is it ever enough
While all about me people huff and puff.
I try to keep smiling as my day it seems long
My shoulder to cry on, Is it here I belong?
All about me are those who moan about their day
Telling me their stories of their heartbreaks dismay
I nod and sympathise and give them advice
I try my best to remain being nice
And this is not those for whom I care
But colleagues lives whom seem in despair
I try to tell them to be positive
To give them hope.. It’s good to live
But just sometimes I know how they feel
As nothing in this life begins to feel real
The more I learn the less I know
And sometimes all I want is just to let go..
So I travel in time to a land beyond time
To a realm I once lived, where I All did once shine
Where pain and heartache didn’t exist
Where some dare not dwell because of the mist.
Here I am whole, content and pain free,
Here I can fly, and become the real me
For Heaven is not a place beyond here
Heaven is within if we dare to disappear..
So come let your mind travel way above the stars
Come let me show you the Planets and Mars
For we are so much more than human in a shell
And Peace within us can once more dwell..