Another Poem from 25 weeks with Hyperemesis Gravidarum

I want

I want to get up
To get dressed
To eat my breakfast
In one sitting

To go upstairs
And clean my teeth
To go outside
Walk down the street

To do the shopping
Clean the house
Make my own lunch
For myself

I want to plant things
In the garden
Take my daughter
To the park

I do not want
To lie here watching
While my life
Is passing by

It isn't much
That I am asking
I just want
To live again