diamond
Legendary member
- Joined
- Sep 18, 2015
- Messages
- 1,548
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 01/2008
- Country
- UK
- State
- anywhere
Since my fibro got worse my hot water bottles are my best friends
They don’t give me any grief unlike most humans in my life.
They are snuggly and warm, never pull away or make derogatory comments.
They need very little to top up their loving giving nature,
And demand very little back from me on my worst days
Just a kettle of boiling water and they are easily replenished,
So i don’t have to jump through hoops to get support I need from them,
They have soft fluffy covers that sooth my pain and skin,
Humans can be harsh on my mind that causes me more pain
So i thank who ever invented hot water bottles from the bottom of my heart.
Even as a child they were a comfort on a cold winters night
But got discarded each morning back when i was a ‘normal’ person
They were just something of low importance in the scheme of life,
Move on half a decade and to me they are the best invention in the world
and stick with me day and night through thick and thin,
What more could a girl ask for..such loyalty is rare!
When one finally gets a split or tear its worse fault is it will leak in the bed,
Then i have to thank it for great service and say goodbye.
LOL then go to my cupboard and get a new replacement.
I keep a supply of my ‘best friends’ and we start a new journey together.
The newbie is soon in a routine....and seems to instinctively know how to warm my heart
Its hot glow penetrating my painful muscles brightening my day just a little
Enough for me to enjoy other small pleasures like reading
or mixing on this forum where there are some great people
Who might relate to this rhyme and it give them a small smile of recognition
As to the life of us fibro warriors!
They don’t give me any grief unlike most humans in my life.
They are snuggly and warm, never pull away or make derogatory comments.
They need very little to top up their loving giving nature,
And demand very little back from me on my worst days
Just a kettle of boiling water and they are easily replenished,
So i don’t have to jump through hoops to get support I need from them,
They have soft fluffy covers that sooth my pain and skin,
Humans can be harsh on my mind that causes me more pain
So i thank who ever invented hot water bottles from the bottom of my heart.
Even as a child they were a comfort on a cold winters night
But got discarded each morning back when i was a ‘normal’ person
They were just something of low importance in the scheme of life,
Move on half a decade and to me they are the best invention in the world
and stick with me day and night through thick and thin,
What more could a girl ask for..such loyalty is rare!
When one finally gets a split or tear its worse fault is it will leak in the bed,
Then i have to thank it for great service and say goodbye.
LOL then go to my cupboard and get a new replacement.
I keep a supply of my ‘best friends’ and we start a new journey together.
The newbie is soon in a routine....and seems to instinctively know how to warm my heart
Its hot glow penetrating my painful muscles brightening my day just a little
Enough for me to enjoy other small pleasures like reading
or mixing on this forum where there are some great people
Who might relate to this rhyme and it give them a small smile of recognition
As to the life of us fibro warriors!