I cannot smile since this Sunday past
My only hope? This result will continue to last
When I look in the mirror it’s absurd, quite inane
That my lips can’t curl up, they will only abstain
I did not smile when I arose before sunrise
Not in the kitchen with coffee; these lips still were lengthwise
I simply do not look that amused at all
Not in the Manor, nor down the hall
I will not grin while commuting each and every day
Not a beam or a chortle when I look your way
I will not smile while I am doing my work
Signing the big deal, there’ll be no sign of a smirk
This flytrap of mine won’t turn its way ‘round
I’ll look much more serious, even a tad bit profound
When I leave in mid-day for a lunchtime siesta
My lips won’t crack upwards, yet it’s a real mitzvah (good thing)
Shuttling back to the Manor before turn of night
My mouth doesn’t snicker, at all, in delight
When I swoop in to hug my Big and my Little,
You’d think my facemask was looking a wee bit too brittle
The Mrs., I’ll give her a peck on the cheek
Ask about her day, my grin passed its peak
As he dances and barks, Gatsby’s wagging his tail
I’ll bend down and squeeze him, my punim (face) in jail
But don’t you have shpilkas (worry) about my lost grin
The Botox, it’s working; chronic pain must not win
Losing my smile is not at all saddening
Life filled with pain; that is what’s maddening
So if you should see me and think it quite odd
Just know in your heart, I feel better in my bod
The pain in my neck that reaches a thunderous level
Has temporarily been frozen, this poison’s no devil
Botulinum toxins injected into my skull
Has diminished the pain, left me much more agile
My mishpocheh (family) is kvelling (happy) with my newfound freedom
Just know that inside, I’m grinning eardrum to eardrum
*Cervical dystonia, occipital neuralgia, neck and back spasms, chronic migraine, pain in the effin’ neck, and associated awful side effects
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I think it’s so unfair that Botox injections work for you, when they did nothing for me. It must be because I’m cursed. 🙂
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Maybe you need a new neurologist? You are too kind to be cursed. I wish for you a decent day. 😘
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Doctors suck. And I had a decent day, only I ate too much. 🙂
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Anything delicious? Or just too much?
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I only go to the trouble of chewing food if it’s delicious. So, yes, too much delicious food. And the worst thing is, I want more. 🙂
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Ah, your eyes are smiling! Glad to hear you’re feeling so much better!
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Ty you Carla. It’s such a relief.
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I’m so glad to hear this has helped you and you are feeling much better. Fabulous poem. #momsterslink
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Thank you so much. It’s not perfect, but better is better, no matter how you look at it! #momsterlink
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Like someone said you can smile with your eyes and twinkle. Pain be gone, how good that must be for you.
Kathleen
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Ty!
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Great to hear that you are getting better and bringing your smile back with a great poem too! 🙂 Thank you for linking up with us again Lisa. xx #FabFridayPost
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I’m so glad it’s working! I guess a smile is a bit of a sacrifice but I’m sure being pain free has got to be a relief. Thanks so much for linking with #momsterslink and I apologize for my delay in commenting as I have been on vacation for 2 weeks. Hope to see you linked up tomorrow!!!
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Hope your vacation was fabulous! #momsterlink
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