Bioidentical Hormone Replacement a poem!

Here is a poem a patient of mine wrote about the way she felt before and after BHRT. She read it at the last seminar and hopes to make a You Tube video of it! Pre↓ vs. Post↑ Pre-HRT::: I did not care.... I could not...... get out of the bed......... my dreams laid on the coffee table......... waiting to be spoken............. I was sad a lot.......... but I faked a lot........... I was dry ............ and my scent disappeared............ I used to be horny at times......... and then, I never was.......... I could not remember the last time I wanted some......... I thought - "is this all there is to life?" .......... often........... waiting for someone.......... to come and turn on my life switch........... lonely was my new best friend........... my bed, was my lover.......... exercise, I forgot how............ tears, always close by............. skin, no moisture........... eyes, half shut.......... soul, dormant............. I did not know how bad I felt........... until I started feeling great again!....................................................................... Post-HRT::: I show up............... I care........... I care that I matter.............. I care about myself............. I care about my house........... I care about my body............ I care about my life............ I care about my soul.............. I care............. I care about what I let into my life............ and what I choose to keep out............. I care about what's going on in me; and outside of me............... my scent came back; my horny came back............. my moisture came back ................. fuzzy thinking left and my sleep came back............ more importantly, for real................. my smile came back............... my care came back............. I let God open my mind............. towards a solution – HRT!.............. what am I talking about?........... “hormone replacement therapy”.............. the bio-identical kind.............. and I began............... to feel better........... I regained the strength............... to turn my life switch back on............... I now care............... Because I now matter.................................. “Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, Sweetness to the soul and health to the bones.” – Proverbs 16:24........... Angela Riddick ........ * Poetic Mustard Seeds ........... * blacquepoet@comcast.net ALL RIGHTS RESERVED................. Dedicated to Dr. Nadu Tuakli because every day is a glorious day!