It's not well behaved
The chemicals are wonky
So my moods aren't restrained
That I have lived with
For four years and more
But one of my treatments
Left my health on the floor
Just when I thought
It was all getting better
My left limbs gave out
And my sight did teeter
With hospital trips
Filling all of my time
Life has got hard
But feels better in rhyme
This new blog
Is a place I will write
All that we experience
Both the wrong and the right
Funny or crazy
Cool or annoying
I'll try to record it
Here on MS Calling
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