The Sounds of a Ships Horn

Yesterday, I was able to spend time with Sir Dude...able to speak of somethings - unable to speak of other things. Feel as if my grade would be a C- for me. I have had a sense of incompletion of task and time...think we too much talked about medications...the anti-that and this anti-this truly troubles me. In my Crystal Ball, I see new meds with new directions and new side affects headed this way. Damnit. Medications are playing a role as important as the in-take of food and water in my day-to-day...too many medications, for one young as I. Just too many.

I/we did not talk enough of the problematic crying...

...or talk of the problemtic thoughts that accompany such bout's with crying. It's dark inside of a clear, blue, Fall sunny Florida day.

I was able to speak with Him From Far Away, yesterday. Had good talk and was pleased to have such a talk. Him From Far Away, has been by me through out the greater part of this disease meniere's. He has heard me through the all of this that has been. Processes scare me...Him From Far Away, is a branch of my Better Health Team. He has been with me through many a process...without his guidance, my family and I were doomed. He is a Good Spirited one...kindred. Yes. I am thankful for his knowledge and skills.

Sometime in the afternoon yesterday, I don't remember the time, I began to hear the sounds of a ship's horn out side my bedroom window. Them, one hears on giant cruise ships. These lasted for just about two hours and sounded something like this...HHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKK!!!!! HHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNKKKK!! Over and over and over again. This cruise ship was parked in my back yard, you see, and blared the HHHHHHHHOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKKK!!! HHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNKKKKKKK!! Over and fucking over. My nausea was bad and productive. The dizzieness was dreadful and I sweated non-stop for some bit more than two hours. My body felt and feels at this moment as if I was a boxer with a record of 0 and 77. My entire body is sore and is pained. I am exhausted. This really sinks in that what I had was a vertigo attack yesterday...creeped under the radar I suspect.



It is neccessay I conclude by saying this...The Sounds of a Ships Horn gets mighty old - mighty quick!

Yes, I have eatten my medications as directed.

Today, I rest along side my Path...sleeping keeps my mind from thinking.