Found this thought you would like to read it.
MS POEM (by Morgan)
I love MS it’s just so neat the way it swept me off my feet I love the pain I love the numb and sticking needles in my bum
I love the way my worlds a blur the way I shake, the words I slur I love my chair and walker too I love ms------I do I do
I love my lazy sleepy days I shake with joy within my haze I’m just as happy as can be it makes me pee and pee and pee
I love my legs that will not walk my twisted tongue that will not talk I love the way my poop does bind I do believe I’ve lost my mind
Hope you find this as good as I do, sorry I can’t put it in the format that it was written.
All the best Deborah