Had bad relapse and was in hospital for nearly 3wks. Have gone from walking with a stick to using a zimmer and
wheelchair. Optic neuritis which is no longer painful but still got some sight issues. Also gone from ISC to in
dwelling catheter. So I’ve dealt with all the crap in my usual manor which is with humour ( don’t get me wrong I
have my secret weeping sessions too). But after one particular day when my sis was visiting me and I was telling
her about a little accident I had with my flip flow Cath. I’d forgotten to switch it off and I usually tucked it in my
knickers for comfort. Suddenly aware I felt wet in my right hand pocket. Had I spilled some water? No! I was
peeing in my pocket. That was all my sis needed for the following x
sing to tune of brass in pocket by the Pretenders)
Got piss. in pocket. Got bottle. I’m gonna use it. Invention. My flip flow’s easy. Gonna make me. Make me. Micturate.
Got motion. restrained and frozen. Not driving. Cause i’m not leaving. The reason. I’m just so seething. Why wont you. Wont you. Just release me.
(Chorus) Gonna use my arms. Gonna use my legs. Gonna use my stick. Gonna use my quad cain. Gonna use my zimmer. Gonna use my.my.my.determination.
Cause i. I can hardly see. There’s nobody else here. Or is that just me? I’m special. So special. I got to have some of your gabapentin. Give it to me.
(verse) Got rhythm. Bit off the beat. Got new skank. I drag my feet. Blurred vision. I’m winkin at you. To make my. Make my. My eyes focus.
Gonna use my eyes. Gonna use my lense. Gonna use my nerve. Gonna use my sun specs. Gonna use my kindle.Gonna use my my my. Steroid injection.
(chorus) Cause i. I can hardly see…