Post Vertigo Attack Symptoms and I

When I woke up this morning at approxitmately 1100, I promised myself I would not go back to slumber. Thus far I have done right by my word, but damned if I know I should probably sleep for a while. Spoke with Spice Diva E., over at He-Who-Touched-My-Brain's Clinic. Passed on the FYI and the oddity of how my right ear went into a deep dull state for a couple of day's and went Hard of Hearing in the worst way. I'm thinking now I see...

...no! I'm thinking this is where I am headed...what can I say? Or do? IDK.

These post-vertigo attack symptoms, besides the sleep have been dreadfully horrendous. As I tap-tap these words, nausea is at my throat. The keyboard is not helping. I am perspiring and dizzy. The dizziness that has me double and triple checking my words. What have I said? Or not said. I'm letting you know right at this moment I fight to stay awake. I want to sleep, Naw Boo, think I'll stay right here and chat a spell. Holla at my Relations! For those who wish to read these words as I walk this Path of mine. Join in. My life in words, expressions and the what-not's.

Life...

Been meaning to let all know the Worms are doing well and still remain active. I recall some really weird stuff going on last night. I felt them as I went to turn over and waited them out. This is the most incredibly unpleasant and vile sensation I experiance on a daily/nightly basis. LOOK: Really, if this was happening to some Folk I know, all hell would be breaking out "daily", in all sorts of ways...

...for me, I sit or lay here and let the sensations do what they must. I swear, I just hope the Worms go away someday. There have been times when I've wanted to take my ax to this side of my head with a good whack! I wonder, would it help? I wish!

Since I woke I have had beeps going on in my left-deaf-ear. I don't have a translator so I don't know what the message is about. I know the information these beeps have originated from a former Soviet Submarine that has been underwater since the Cold War. Fucking beep-beep-beeps! Every once in a while there will be a loud higher pitched beep - as a search beacon.

My right-good-bad-ear has been listening to giant cicadas this afternoon. I did check out side. How I so wish...

...um, no not really. I am horrified of those bleeding things! And to see them the size this noise indicates is the death of me yet.

The balance system is acting a fool and putting me through too many changes, Honey. Thank God, for this four-legged cane of mine and my walker-with-native-medicine, I oughta name them because I know these has saved my ass from a fall plenty a time.

Oh yes, my right ear continues to plop. Ploop. Eargasm's? I would love to think so - but shit just don't seem to go that way for me too damned often at all, ya know?

I want to thank my Relations for checking in on me and want to say I so appreciate what my bride and daughters do for the ole fellow! I did type ole, so you don't see no damned "old". Dig? I roll like that. Also want to thank two dear friends who have reconnected with me after the spans of time. Both are Kindred and I am blessed to be reunited with both. In my Spirit's I have always felt a connection with these fellow Warriors...

...and Dad's too! Congratulations Mr. S!! Thanks for your energizing words of respect and motivation! And Mr. P., if only you knew. Oh yes! Dre, from the Great White North called too! Woot Woot!! I am Blessed!

NOTE: This camera for Skype still looks like an eye orb to me. It kind of gives me the creeps...no, it does creep me out.

God Bless the U.S.A! Viva Canada! God Bless Guam and all of her peoples! God Bless He-Who-Touched-My-Brain! God Bless Zimbabwe!