Pills, pills, pills

I am at the age and stage where I seem to take more and more medications on a daily basis. So, I wrote a poem about it!

I get up for my breakfast and reach out for my pills

A dosset box is piled high, to manage all my ills

There’s pills to take for aches, there’s pills to take for pain

There’s pills to take for Parkies that’s lurking in my brain

I used to have my Parkies pill and that was only one

But now I’m taking two of them, ain’t life so much fun?

There’s more to take for aching that’s lurking in my joints

From head to toe I seem to ache in oh so many points

And then there is a little pill that I can barely see

The little pill I take each day that helps control my pee!

There’s such a list of different pills, that fix my daily battle

I swear if you would shake me, that I would surely rattle

Three times a day, then I must stop and pop them in my gob

I take them in a dosset box and have some at my job

There’s Medications large and there’s medications small

Three times a day I have to stop and pause to take them all

Although it seems a chore at times this pill based life routine

Without their help, I wouldn’t cope, more symptoms would be seen

So, I will carry on this way and take what does me good

So I can life my life the way I always hoped I could.