A chiari Dr. that truely understands.....

The following poem is by Dr. John Oro  





So I Say


                                            Another headache


                                            The third today


                                            We all have them


                                            So they say





                                            I’m getting dizzy


                                            My vision blurred


                                            Your getting older


                                            Don’t be absurd





                                            I’m staying home


                                            Too tired to go


                                            Go see your doctor    


                                            She should know





                                            Too many symptoms


                                            You must be stressed


                                            Take medication


                                            And get some rest





                                            I cannot think well


                                            Can’t find the words


                                            My memory slipping


                                            My speech gets slurred





                                            We’ll get a scan


                                            Since you insist


                                            If we find nothing


                                            Please don’t persist





                                            Don’t make me laugh


                                            Don’t make me cry


                                            It hurts to strain


                                            I don’t know why





                                            Your scan is fine


                                            By report today


                                            Incidental Chiari


                                            So they say





                                            Incidental


                                            What do you mean


                                            By a doctor


                                            I have not seen





                                            It is anxiety


                                            That makes you so


                                            The world is stressful


                                            I think you know





                                            I pulled away


                                            Gave up, or such


                                            Until the pressure


                                            Became too much





                                            I waded through


                                            The Internet


                                            Fearful of loosing


                                            What I had left





                                            It took some time


                                            To come to know


                                            My brain is hanging


                                            Down too low





                                            With every beat


                                            The fluid flows


                                            Deep in the brain


                                            To the opening below





                                            The rush of fluid


                                            Seeking release


                                            Finds cerebellum


                                            Which makes it cease





                                            The pressure spikes


                                            My head explodes


                                            It makes such sense


                                            Now that I know





                                            Working together


                                            We’ll find a way


                                            To make it better


                                            So I say