You Don’t Look Well

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My body and mind is busy all the time.
I try so hard but things don’t fit into line.
Must squash in a chemist run,
To get the pills to kill her pain, good another job done,

I must pick up the kids before I go to see her.
Don’t forget the uniforms for the kids to wear.
They need a sandwich, there’s no time to stop.
Not even time to get to call at the shop.
Now don’t forget to wash those clothes,
And pick up the biscuits that she has chose

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They’re the only ones that she can eat.
Come on girl “get it right.”
Must press on, I feel a bit rotten, but never mind,
Must pick up the tags, sewn on by a friend, that’s kind.

There’s shopping and house work, I’m sure I’ll fit that in tomorrow.
It would be great if there was another day I could borrow.
Don’t forget, pots, hoover, shopping, prescription, oh and homework.
I’m feeling really tired, never mind, no time to shirk.

I’ll do those pots while I wait for the nurse.
And I’ll pop to the shop, where did I put my purse?
That nice nurse comes, she comes most days.
The days in the week are becoming a haze.

Is she talking to mum or me, I can’t tell,
“Jane are you alright? You don’t look well.”
That stops me dead, I wasn’t thinking of me.
Now you mention it I do feel ill, that, she could see.

Maybe I’ll visit the doctor next Thursday.
I think I can fit it in on the morning, it’s the only way.
A comment from the nurse, “try and make time tomorrow”
On reflection she was right; I had a bad chest infection

The doctor says that I’m not well and should rest,
With my headache, and painful chest.
He knows I’m a carer, I won’t be stopping,
Too much to do: kids, caring, housework and shopping.

You health professionals look after her so well, that’s plain to see.
But I was just so glad that nurse noticed ME

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