Burning, firey, hellish pain
endured day after day;
It comes into existence when
least expected, and is here to stay;
It will abide, continue, endure, last, remain, and stay,
just when you think you can't take another step;
the RSD tells you "NO!"
Some stubborn, if not childish bore
in your head says,
"I'm gonna give you the finger,
and I might pay tomorrow,
But YOU will NOT have the last word, step, stitch, or whatever.
The next day you are in bed,
hating yourself, cursing your own stubbornness,
asking why did you have to be such a fool?
It wasn't foolishness you sought.
It was normalcy.
No pills by the bucketload....
no "experimental procedures,"
that could kill you, cure you, disable you for life,
cause a spread, cause it to worsen.
But all these "RSD101" articles in your email
almost on a daily basis when you think,
"Uh, former nurse-think I might have done some of my own?"
Or that my specialist might have caught it
ten or twelve years ago
when it was first written..
You sigh, and hit that well used button...
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