I made this poem up after a Dr asked my brother a barage of questions and didn't wait for any answers before walking off.
My name is Paul,
I'm not blind deaf or dumb,
So when you ask those questions,
Please wait for my answers to come.
Don't look at me silly,
Because really I know,
What you have just said to me,
Don't rush and go.
My brain is working,
But different to yours,
Due to the messages,
Getting disorted on course.
When you go home all snuggled at night
Take on a thought
Did you treat me alright?
Is your answer good or bad?
Did you wait for the answers I had?
When I put this above my brothers bed a few of the nurses requested a copy
and a few more had tears in their eyes
Hope you like it xxx