Words Of A Dying Man
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When I was very sick and actually thought that I was dying,
I felt like I should write a note one night, there’s no denying.
So this poem relays how I got to a point I thought I was near death,
And how I was able to finally recover and get back my good health.
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Words Of A Dying Man
Back when I was taking the medicine Actos, I was deathly ill,
I had been very sick for six weeks and coughing my guts out still.
I had seen my doctor many times who thought I had bronchitis,
And had been treating me for that for some time as sick as I was.
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I could not sleep at night because mucous filled my lungs if I slept,
And I woke up coughing up nasty goop from my lungs and wept.
My stomach, chest and ribs were so sore from coughing so much,
That it hurt each time I coughed up more of that nasty awful stuff.
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I couldn’t lay in the bed or the goop filled my lungs very quickly,
Sending me into another extremely painful coughing frenzy.
So I stayed in my easy chair recliner 24 hours a day trying to heal,
I still coughed up lots of stuff, but I could get a little relief from my hell.
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I had lost all my natural color and looked like the walking dead.
I felt so bad all the time that I thought I was in my death bed.
One night I felt so bad, I actually thought I would be dead by morning,
So I picked up a pad a wrote a goodbye note to Pam with no warning.
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A picture of me when I was deathly ill feeling and looking like a walking dead man. Compare this picture with the recently taken featured picture above and you can see how much better I feel now.
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Last evening, I ran across that note that I wrote that night so dreary,
That I scribbled down so very weak with both of my eyes so teary.
Although very personal, I thought I might share what I wrote.
In my near death condition in what I thought was my last note.
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The note:
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“Pam,
I want you to know that I love you dearly. You are my heart and soul and I hate that I may have to leave you soon. I also love my girls and their families dearly. I will miss them so much.
The last couple of days I have felt as if something is not right inside of me. I can’t put my finger on it and I’m not in any big pain. I guess my body is just used up. If this is the end, I’ve had a good life and I’ll see everyone in heaven or at least in your memories.“
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The next day I went back to my doctor and she thought then,
I might be having congestive heart failure from fluids within.
So she sent me to my heart Doctor who found my bad problem
He told me Actos medicine was the culprit causing my symptoms.
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In a week I had lost 40 pounds of fluids and was feeling so good,
The coughing was gone and I felt so much better like I should.
So I was paying $225 a month for medicine that almost killed me.
Why did the doctor that prescribed the medicine fail to see?
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It seems to me based on the medicines advertised on the TV.
That new medicines have so many bad effects they cause you and me,
The doctors should know these and recognize them immediately,
If they prescribe them to us for problems we have individually.
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Suffering for six weeks caused by a medicine prescribed for me,
Making many trips to the prescribing doctor, paying her burns me,
As I had to go to a heart doctor to find out what was wrong with me.
So check the Internet for medicine side effects for yourself you see.
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To cure or to kill, that is the question?
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And you may find your symptoms there to initiate your own cure,
Telling you to discontinue one of those new medicines for sure.
When they prescribe me a new medicine, I check all effects,
To be sure I stop the new medicine before I again get real sick.
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading Words Of A Dying Man,
Bill