Attacked In The Night, To Conclude

Since very early Tuesday wee morning, I have probably slept 50 hours and no, I do not feel well-rested, I actually feel the opposite. Was stirred by my RN this afternoon at 4:00 p.m. Since the RN's visit I have fought to remain awake. My BP was low @ 128/82 and my BM's normal..."his" special concerns for me, you see. I had a nice walk-about the back yard this afternoon...a nice pace-about, more like it...just as a Bear paces in his zoo keeper's enclosure. Had talks with the birds, plants and my neighbors. I think that soon I'll be back in bed, but for now I probably need to sit up a spell. Listening to some Miss Grace Jones...she's so adorable!

The dizziness and lack of coordination are very troublesome...used the walker earlier. I sure don't want that to become a part of my future! Shit! Same post-attack rubbish...NAUSEA!, sweats, stutter, etc.

...and at this very moment, I am listening to crickets the size of those huge, scary yellow grasshoppers...they've got to be that big to make this much noise! OH MY GOD THE NOISE! (I really have always been afraid of those grasshoppers, too!) Anyways, this Meniere's is here, and there is not much that can be done about it, besides take my medication as directed--and deal with it, Honey. I continue to experience the swelling and release in my right ear, and also continue to experience the odd tunnel hearing.

One of the most sickening and hurtful symptoms/side effects for me is seeing what this does to my family, neighbors and friends, to "all of my relations." How this BS Meniere's has changed The-All-That-Was-Me is still well and far beyond my simple grasp. I miss contact with my Relations. I miss contact with Folks! I wish more folks phoned me or offer a short trip to the Coffee Shop down the street for a latte or just a "holla" every once and again would be out-of-this-world fantastic!!

Oh yes, post-vertigo attacks are creatures all in and of their own.

Sometimes I lay in bed and think about branding myself...but then this is another subject for another talk.

La Vie en Rose,
Mario

peace to all my relations...