The morning was fairly normal,
when compared to my normal at least.
My fatigue and nausea, more pronounced,
but in my experience they are always a beast.
I rode with my son on an errand
looking for where at his school he's to park.
Not knowing what lay just ahead
was my body preparing to spark.
I infused my regular lactated ringers
using my PICC line, like every other day.
Fueling my body with needed fluids
to keep my dehydration at bay.
But hiding beneath my skin
were embers that were no longer dormant.
Out of nowhere chills overcame me
with pain in my legs a boiling torment.
The internal blaze combusted
My body radiating such heat.
Intense freezing yet also burning
Fever scorching over 103
Unable to sit still or even to walk
I was in such tormentuous misery.
An infection was clearly simmering,
uncontrolled wildfire burning within me.
I tried denial and avoidance
For at home is where I wanted to stay.
I didn't want another line infection
My mind unsuccessfully tried to will it away.
But, my family saw through my anguish
urged me to get promptly checked out.
Sluggishly I made my way
for another hospitalization, no doubt.
A proud mother, educator, Gastroparesis & GI Motility Disorder Advocate,
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