Peace to all Relations and to all who read these words, peace.
I slept the weekend away this past two days...thus incurring the wrath of self-guilt and sadnes for not spending more time with my Bride. I truly enjoy our time with one another...sometime's, the O.T. to help us along the way gets in our way. God, and I know how much she works hard for her money...she does and I miss her.
I think since Friday afternoon at approxitmately 1630, I've wanted to sheild and protect myself from my self. I am aware that even though I may have the tools with which to work particular issues, I still lean towards rumination from time to time...
...anyways, it was then I found out my doctor, She Who Intimidates Me, who is She Who Know's My Neurology, wanted me to have more laboratory work done and another MRI, this time with contrast. I have been assured that I will have a better experiance this time...as I will be aided by some sort of medicinal injection...as I permit/let them spray and inject me with more "paid for" radiation.
My youngest and Most Honorable Daughter Number Two, took me to laboratory this morning. And let me share this right now! This lab tech did slap-slap a couple or three times - she stuck the needle in my arm and "whomp", there it was! What a fantastic experiance! I reckon I'll be headed to this lab from now on. Shay-shay away...and I hate it for the other team, as they are associated with my, She Who Knows Me Intetrnally Doctor. Oh well...
I happen to have an appointment with She, tomorrow afternoon. We will talk of lab results and action plan for my continued success with combating the "sugar" issue and other odds and particulars.
Wednesday, I meet with Sir Dude. All benefits with this visit for sure! Damn it, if I don't know I need a good visit with the brother.
Thursday, the MRI...with contrast...and injection's.
Next Monday, there's a tentative appointment with my dear and dahlin', Dr. Bea! She is just as sweet as can be and I love her to deaf! She is my audiologist to-boot! My BAHA, out for repair, was mailed here rather than the practice, so it required a call and coordinate. I have tried it on and it sounded so good! But, there was a note attached directing us to reprogram the processor. So it is written...
Blame it on The Murphy's!
Meniere's has provided me with more than necessary this past three days. The sounds have been the insects and beeps to a new sound, some-odd-sort-of-computer-noise-rubbish. Can't really describe it, so I won't. Dizziness and nausea have run equal...down the center or this side of too much. Perspiration's on call. My balance and coordination are always on alert.
Pushed my pony today by doing some tasks. Think it did the pony and I some good...keep my mind from thinkin' too damned much. While pushin' this pony and I, down this Path...
...My Path.
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