A Holiday Poem: Surviving the Holidays with Multiple Sclerosis

  • THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS

    'It’s the day after Christmas, I still have M.S.,
    Not a dish is unused, the house is a mess;
    The breakfast was de-lish and made with great care,
    Sausage balls, monkey bread, fruit was all there.
    *
    The guests were my mother, my boyfriend, his Mom,
    The food brought back memories of Granny who’s gone;
    I vacuumed and cleaned, which threw dust in the air,
    I exhausted reserves, but I did not despair.
    *
    P.T. has strengthened my legs, I am sure,
    But it would be nice, if there were a cure;
    Multiple sclerosis is the name of the beast,
    It zaps all my energy and is a challenge, at least.
    *
    I don’t know ‘bout you, but I will not wait,

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    For the researchers who are trying to make
    A way for our myelin to regrow and protect
    The nerves which help signal through our brain and our back.
    *
    So in the meantime, I plan to cautiously be
    Aware of my limitations and abilities, you see,
    “I may have M.S., but it doesn’t have me,”
    I live life in full and find comfort in Thee.
    *
    ‘Twas the season for giving, and giving I did,
    But mostly of myself just like when a kid;
    It does not much matter if dust bunnies dwelled
    Right under the couch or table, “oh well.”
    *
    The joy found in Christmas and throughout the year,
    Is kept close at heart, at least that’s what I hear;
    We need not be perfect, or expect ourselves to be
    Just like we were years ago, before M.S. came on the scene.
    *
    My wish for you and for those you hold dear,
    Is to have Peace at Heart and a Happy New Year!!

    Inspired by Clement Clarke Moore; Written by Lisa Emrich

     

    Lisa Emrich is author of the blog Brass and Ivory: Life with MS and RA and founder of the Carnival of MS Bloggers.

Published On: December 26, 2008