I will go and get a pillow with a flannelette slip
I will nestle in my big armchair lying on my hip
I will stretch out my legs toward the soft topped footstool
I will place the warm pillow on an armrest before lying out in full
I will lay my head down with a lap blanket across my knees
with handkerchieves at ready for mopping drool each wet cough and sneeze
I will keep the temperature from the column heater constant at around 20 degrees
I will take the symbicort regularly and salbutamol as necessary to relieve every newly occurring wheeze
I will try to keep my fluids up though walking to the kitchen breaks my morbid reverie
a bottle of water by my side is good for sips but not as satisfying as hot green tea
I will remove my glasses from my eyes because everything I see becomes bleary blurs
I will close my eyes to beautiful music to distract me from headaches shivers and joint pains that ail me like a curse
and if the sleep I seek does come I will for a while be at peace
for only good sleep refreshes and revitalises a weary body when little else gives relief