She finally saw the specialist who
told her to stop diagnosing herself.
She’d no macular degeneration --
just eyestrain from searching the internet,
and her kidneys were not about to fail;
She only needed proper hydration.
Though she got prescriptions to aid her ills,
she hasn’t made it to the pharmacy.
The important thing is she’s not dying.
She’ll get the medications tomorrow,
unless her agoraphobia wins,
and depression keeps her in bed all day.
Inactivity’s bedsores, however
will need researching, lest they be cancer.