LIGHT AT THE END OF A TUNNEL:
Today we commence the last week in March.
A week I see a glimmer of hope.
These past six weeks have been pure hell.
I feel at last I can cope.
You see a doctor refused me
My Epilepsy medication.
Said "I had not been diagnosed".
Much to my consternation.
I have been treated for the illness,
For thirty two years no less.
It has always "Lived" with me.
And not the other way round I confess.
Well I was four weeks without any medication,
Body shaking and many more seizures occurred.
I phoned the doctor's surgery.
For a visit....but they didn't want me to be heard.
I WAS rude to the receptionist,
The doctors reported me to "Primary Care".
I was allocated to another doctor some way away.
As a punishment I declare.
This doctor turned out to be a "Guardian Angel".
Who took time to read my notes.
Saw I was indeed diagnosed many years ago,
And reinstated my medication I quote.
He said I should not have endured
Such terrible treatment by my other surgery.
Is coming out today to visit me.
Giving me shots for arthitic shoulders so I will be pain free..
So on this sunny Monday morning,
A glimmer of light I see.
I stared adversary face to face with dignity,
And today feel a happier more confident me.
Copyright Yvonne Lewis 27/03/2017