Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Ode to Zofran

Zofran, oh Zofran, you saved my life
You help me function as a mother and wife

You keep food in me whether healthy or junk
I'm thankful you stop my heave and upchuck

There were dark days, I didn't think you'd come through
Or the times you made it impossible to poo

Many weeks of hell, I wanted to cry
Pounding headaches and a mouth so dry

I'm off my couch enjoying the day
Although insurance makes it impossible to pay

I often forget that I need little white pills
Then I wake up green about the gills

We'll be together for a few more months
While I continue to feed my baby bump

So, thanks again my anti-emetic friend
Without you I'm sure my life would've end


Joanna said...

Great poem! I am so glad that they have such a pill for HG so that women like you can get the relief they need. Ode to Zofran!

Anonymous said...

Shades of Your Grandma Nancy!
Breaking into song or poetry when life is so hard that crying doesn't do it, so you really have to laugh, because there is nothing left to do. Two year olds can do that to you also. As you know.

angie said...

LoL. Cute!