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Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Me, Morris Code and My Worms

Soon to head out of doors to play in my gardens. Our hound Abigail aka Ting-Ting is my body guard and observer of peculiar health concerns. I am blessed to have her introduced to me just about three years ago. She was just a wee little ting! And I so truly love her to deaf. She has observed my health issues and changes over this time and really has become my "Life Guard" for lack of better terminology. She will come up and lick my leg when she see's I'm pushing stuff too much maybe. I don't know how in the heck she does this, but she is usually spot on when she approaches me with a break time lick. Bless her heart.

My left Deaf ear has been a giant pain in the ass this morning! I mean, really? The beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep's and I write like this to describe that at times these freaking beeps are more than just a damned beep. Like today for example. All morning, as it is now, beeeeeeeeeeep-beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep-beepity-beeeeeeeeeeep-beep-beep...

...and so on and so on and on. I think there are times when this makes me nauseated along with the dizziness. WAIT! Pardon me as I go ingest a lovely little pink pill...

...alrighty then, am now medicated - just have to wait for the affects. Me and my pretty pink little razor sharp pills. I love to feel it cut and scar the insides of my throat and stomach...my brains.

Anyway's, getting back to the beeps, in my ears and in my mind I have always associated the sounds with the Morris Code. I mean these remind me of what morris code sounded like back-back-back in the day when I was being trained for communications in the U.S. Army. So yes, I do know what this sounds like. All that beep-beepity-beep shit!

My nausea is high at this moment and the dizziness is a six. I think I may wait a spell before heading out of doors. I would love to hurl chunks! Would love to make myself throw up. But I won't. There is an ugly and negative association with meniere's disease nausea and my past. I am compelled to share presently that Bulimia has been a piece of me since the late 1980's. Bulimia followed the Anorexia that I lived with for several years. Throwing up helped me make sense of eatting to fulfill the wishes of others back then. For me now, it is to ease this nasty ass nausea. My Dear God. I minimize.

My pet Earth Worms on the left side of my skull are busy and at play this morning! Oh, how sweet to have these wiggly bastards moving about. She Who Intimedates Me, continues to believe these are a consequence of the Cervical Spine issues...an inflamed disc in upper cervical, a pinched nerve between C-5 and C-6 and degenerative bone disease. Lord, the symptoms I could share with you all about this...but, I won't. This is the reason and purpose of the latest Physical Therapy...

...oh, snap, almost forgot to share that conversation and good talk's happened this morning with Mr. P.T. and the Home Health Company. We as a part of my better health team, are on the same page. From Mr. P.T., to the administration. Received a bonus when it was learned that this company is the same company that handles my respiratory supplies as well! Me oh my...

Pardon me, as it is time I call a time out...Earth Mother and this wonderful Florida Sun calls me by my first name.

Ciao for now!

p.s. Nausea and dizziness have settled down some. Not gone, but a bit better. I'll keep my best foot forward. Promise!

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