Met with Dr. N., this morning and had an extraordinary visit. With no doubt, an extraordinary experience for a fact. I felt a deep inner connection with my good Dr. Psych...I think maybe things begin to change a bit with the whole emotional, psyche, self-observation thing. I think maybe doctor also see's what I see. Hears what I hear. Today I realized just how far I have traveled on this Path of mine...how much time, money, and pure want for a better life has found me this 26th April of 2011. Oh dears, I could go on and on about this good happy and gay stuff. But I won't. Thank you Dr. N!
Tomorrow morning I'll visit with Sir Dude and if all goes as sweetly as today, I just may do a Happy Dance! Promise!
Had to take it easy with the gardening today. Did transplant a milk weed from Dr. N.'s garden to mine. Him the plant, has made himself right at home and yes, I asked Dr. N. for it, damnit. Worked the Mr. Grip-It for weed pulling and picking up leaves and rubbish. Think I may introduce one of my favorites to Earth Mother in a wee bit.
I have a knot in my throat from nausea. I make myself burp to ease the grip of this obnoxious meniere's torture. Am and have been dizzy most of the day. Sweating inside as well as out the doors. While outside and when I get to feeling as if I will faint, vomit or get goose bumps while hotter than hell, I take a break. The dizziness and nausea do not provide much respite...so on days like today and yesterday and tomorrow, I push real hard to task and do some exercises or walk. I wait in fear for the next vertigo attack...even though and even still, just like on days like today -I am the Human Bumper Car and am goofy with the balance and coordination. I do suspect the gravitational pull of pulling me to the freaking left. (I am an anomaly!) Always to the left. Really always to the left. It's a nuissance when I accompany family to the market where shopping is a pleasure or to the fab "le big red dot store"...walking has become a task in and of itself. So. It is. And I work it. Am beginning to enjoy the outings more...heck even enjoying trips to the doctors office's. Just have to walk it with purpose. T.?
Sounds have had fluctuations. From loud insects to a tremendous whooshing sound to the beep, beepity beeps...which I capture in my left deaf one. Plooping continues with the right one. Think I'll speak with He Who Touched My Brain about going back on medication I had prior to this present one. Will get to see him and Dr. Bea come early May. Sweet!
Just remembered I wanted to plant some pepper seeds. These are from The Bahamas'. Hotter than the hot of your imagination.
Oh hell! These sounds are getting too dang loud so I think I'll call time out and get back to the garden.
My dahlin' pony is doing well as we travel this Path of mine. Still feeling so strong and so brave.
p.s. I hate it that Raja won!
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