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