Being Sick

Up, down, up, down…
My world is spinning all around.
Now I’m hot, Now I’m cold…
All this suffering is getting old!
Sneezing here, Coughing there…
Can anyone tell me how this is fair?
What did I do to deserve such pain?
Oh, here comes the nausea again…
I have no strength, my energy’s gone
And I feel as though I can’t go on…
But somehow I’ll manage to make it through,
With lots of rest and thoughts of you…