It's Just Another Day

I don't rise early, as a personal priviledge,
But I start my day when I do.
I generally wash my face,
And begin the pace with 2 Talwin,
The pills to attack my back pain,
In additional to my Fentenal pain patch,
And help give me the urge to do something,
Followed by breakfast, maybe pastry or toast,
But usually a cup of coffee.

As that gets digested I'm ready again,
My stomach and brain initially medicated for the day
And scan medications and symptoms
To be solved therewith. Another drink with pill time
Should I take my happy med antidepressants at 225 mg,
And add a tad of clonidine as a mood stailizer,
As well as 20 mg of propanolol--
Which has become a mouthful by now--swallow!.
Would be nicely followed by tea and crackers,
But usually it's just a swig of soda.

Then once again, I let my body take those medicines all in,
Giving time to television, reading, and perhaps some dusting.
So the meds in my belly do the dance of unconfusion with time
And effect the way my head might spin, or my vehicle might transport,

However I'm not finished with meds, as Lipitor comes every day;
As well as an apple or orange or handful of grapes in season.
Then if I take my vitamins, add Fish Oil, Centrum Silver, Calcium + D,
And perhaps some vitamin E, along with, when needed, some benadryl
For a runny nose and inducer of sleep, and if that doesn't relax me to sleep I can take another Klonipin (I forgot to say about the one mid afternoon)
Or I can resort to my sleeping medication: Lunesta, Rozerum, Ambien,
And that wonderful sleep spray med that sends me to dreamland in 15 minutes.

If I can keep up with all this medication, and function productively, I'm elated.
If not, I'm comfortable. It's just another day.