THE STIFFNESS I DREAD !!!

In the morning, when I’m laying in my bed

If I wasn’t breathing, you might think I was dead

I’m not joking, believe me, what I say is true

My limbs and body are so stiff, I really can’t move

It’s like Riga mortis has set in, and it’s here to stay

It’s only the pain that lets me know that I’m still alive today

I try for an hour to get up and out of my bed

Sometimes it’s longer. It’s beginning to fill me with dread

Finally I manage to get up, I’m very slow when I walk

I hate being so slow, so I guess it’s good that I can still talk

It’s even hard picking a cup up & holding a drink in my hand

It really hurts, I’m really not sure, people would understand

Then I take six pills and I have to wait a while

Then gradually as they kick in. I can begin to smile

Ok , I still have pain, and I’m still not feeling that well

But I’m grateful to be up, fighting, staying strong, even though it’s hell!

Written by Shelley Edwards (c)