Knowing

One spring day a few years past,
my life began to change very fast.
First, I had broken my leg;
I wasn't even playing mumbly-peg.

When that healed new problems came,
from out of nowhere, without a name.
The swelling of my hands and feet,
made my life not so sweet.

After this, the seizures start
family thinks it's my heart.
To the hospital I was sent,
overnight there I spent.

No answer given from that stay,
no instructions either I must say.
Only to get a monsterous bill,
for nothing done, no shot, no pill.

Now I know what it was I had,
knowing makes me both happy and sad.
For now I know things won't change,
My life I now have to rearrange.

The way I write, move and speak,
because a stroke has made me weak.
Acceptance comes with some dismay,
because I will stay this way.

From now on I'll learn new ways,
to serve my needs throughout the days.
But I am strong and I'll survive,
remaining positive and alive.

No longer in a limbo land,
In time I'll learn new ways to stand.
Proud and tall as I had done,
before all of this had ever begun.