Monday, January 19th, 2009
Migraine headache is my life
With me more than even my wife
Between my ears, residence taken
Steadily there whenever I waken
For thirty years, agony & pain
Three decades of annoyance & bane
Doctors here, doctors there
Attempting for the pain to pare
A med for this, herb for that
Basically served to make me fat
Side-effects in my body run
Life became not too much fun
Neurology, psychiatry, allergist too
Psychologist, dentist, Dr. Who?
Each has tried my pain to delete
The podiatrist even checked my feet
We’ve gone to the moon, Mars is next
Migraine relief? Science perplexed
Is it really that hard? Why the big tease?
Relief it seems, won’t happen with ease
Pilled & punctured, potioned with powder
The pain, it seems, gets louder & louder
Help is elusive, invisible to me
Perhaps it is hiding, doesn’t want me to see?
I look in the mirror, blink once or twice
For good measure, I make it thrice
“What’s my problem?” I ask the glass
Is there really a problem, or simply gas?
Take control of yourself, be your cheerleader
Figure out how to lower that migraine-o-meter
No more nay-sayers, keeping you home
Obsessing the pain, filling your dome
This little ditty now comes to an end
No point to be made, no problems to mend
Now excuse me while I head for the door
Of life I wish to partake of more
