Canto II: More Mockery

Once all of the pre meds have run their course,
It is time to begin this visit's true source:
Rituxan. Now, he waits for five hours
With his phone, he fights as boredom devours
5 The slowly dwindling hours of the day
With thoughts of the meds he’s met on the way.
Betaseron, with its odd injection
Schedule. It offers hope of correction.
The symptoms abate, and the falls decrease.
10 Happily, he had a four year surcease
Of symptoms while betaseron worked.
But, unbeknownst to him, a relapse lurked
Beneath the surface of his failing med
Taking him off of his feet, bound to bed
15 Betaseron’s time is now at an end.
It’s now copaxone’s turn to try and mend
This relapse with a daily injection,
And take MS to a new direction.
For three more years copaxone fight MS.
20 Soon, a greater relapse causes distress.
Losing a teaching job, driving, and sight
Copaxone’s failure left him in a blight
Of spirit, body, and his failing brain.
He knew then that he’d never teach again.
25 But then Tysabri arrived, and with it
Appeared an unexpected benefit:
He was able to walk without his cane!
Then he became a teacher once again.
It seemed that tysabri had halted the
30 Progression of MS through his body.
His life felt restored, and hope did return!
But yet there was still one lesson learn.
But for now, he exults in Tysabri,
Unaware of his future misery.
35 Fondly, he remembers the joy it brought,
In spite of it being with danger fraught.
Then, he remembers tecfidera’s rise
To save the day and its evil disguise.
Tecfidera’s relief went not too well,
40 Awakening the threat of PML.