Help – Lest We Forget

I am cocooned within these four

Unforgiving walls that become more

Restrictive by the day, as many carers

Of all shapes and sizes come and go

To wash, move me twice a day between

Bed and chair, rarely sure which gives me

Most relief and fight off bedsores that

Can rear up unexpectedly, as my pulley

Strap often pulled too tight, and the

Luxury of a glass of Gin and Tonic left out

Of sight even reach, utensils missing with

My food and I resort to bare hands as, sadly,

Carers can’t imagine the dependency I need

Dashing frantically from one patient to another.

Now unable to concentrate on a book, rely on

Continuous TV to preserve my sanity, as the

Beauty of my garden taunts me beyond

The glass, and long to feel, smell, the wet grass

Friends call and ring, praise my courage

As I lie her helpless as a baby and

Long for sleep to eliminate thoughts of

A continuously wet pad or the uncontrollable

Need to evacuate.

Lest we forget – Help.

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