Early, Eating, and Emotions

Here It is: My A To Z Challenge. An adventure! My attempt at telling you my story. I care for my husband who has end-stage Parkinson's disease. We also have two teenage grandchildren who reside with us.
We have good days and we have bad days. Hope you will follow along....A TO Z!



I used to be a night person.
He was always days.
I got up in the evening.
I worked all night.
He stayed home and slept.
Now we've had to adjust.
And get up with his needs.
Sometimes it's just too early.
But I have to think of him,
Not me.

And then there is eating.
It always brings 'the cough'.
A difficult time of day.
It is part of the disease.
A part that I hate.
He takes a bite.
And then he coughs,
He takes a drink.
And coughs some more.
He can't help it.
It is the way it is.
His esophagus has slowed.
Like everything else.
This is one of the biggest challenges
In facing this disease.
For if he swallows wrong, it can go
Into the lungs, you see.
And then he develops pneumonia.
And a bout with that can kill.

Our emotions are not alike.
And yet they are the same.
Does that even make any sense.
To those not in the game.
I am sad, and glad, and sorry, and blue.
He is the same, you see.
His emotions are all over the place.
I just want one more good day.
And he just wants to stay.
We laugh together.
And we cry.
We joke and try to forget.
Some days we feel elated.
And other days I am damn depressed.
But all days I have to go on.
For he needs my care.
So on with getting up early and eating.
And don't let the emotions get in the way.
I must continue on with this affair.