This is Day Two from the vertigo attack...my entire body, from the top of my head to the bottoms of my feet, hurts and aches. I am exhausted and sleepy as if I have not been asleep since Monday night/Tuesday morning's wee hours. Am up and awake just long enough to take my daily medications, have a sip-o-juice, enter a few words here, then back to bed and soon off to sleep.
The dizziness that accompanies the vertigo attacks is sickening. It is cruel and unusual, and I sometimes think I am being punished for past sins and indiscretions...or wonder is it the sins of my father. I wonder and contemplate this often...
...Yet the dizziness is something that I am having to learn to live with. It stays and lives within me every-damn-day of my life. It is as if I am very truly in an all-out war against this dizziness and disease. Some days are not too bad; some days are worse, and then some days are so bad I just stay in my safe place - where I can't get hurt, won't be harmed, or assumed a drunk; here in my safe place, I will not get stared at as if I was a grotesque creature/person from the Carnival.
I have said enough. My mind and body direct me to get away...
peace, Mario
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