Never sleep on your back in recliner or a bed,

Your lungs can’t aerate, the doctor said;

My husband repositioned me, I felt like lead,

With a gentle touch his love shown, and said.

I slept on either side or partly prone,

Slept three hours, then awake I would moan;

Dexamethasone, my new drug did I intone,

Dreading the side effects, I did indeed groan.

© Mary L. Schmidt December 2020