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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Meniere's + A Mystery Flu = Shit Hitting The Fan

I have taken on a mystery flu/illness which may be some sort of "common" thing I suspect. This uninvited guest is affecting the sinsus and the respiratory systems in the most of unpleasent ways. The Liquid BM's tagged along and the all of this shit is wrecking havoc with the meniere's...

...of which, presents a complete package of woeful ills. Coughs, wheezing, rattles, those things that come along with said coughs, wheezing and rattles. With respects to Meniere's. The Dizziness, seems to be the most affected - ill affected. I am using my four legged cane and use the walls to assist me with my get along. The Nausea is mid-range - as is the level of perpiration. I seem to think the nausea is more like just below my throat. Which is a mighty good thing for me, considering this fabulous guest here thinks he'll be here a spell. Right. Oh yes, I have had moments of time when really cold. Cold in Tampa Bay, Florida at this time of year does not compute. Cold in Tampa Bay, Florida at this time of year does not compute and on and so on...

...like the sounds in my Deaf-Left-Ear. Apparently, some where in the cervices of my brains, I sit inside a car as a train crosses our path...it couldn't be my behind the wheel because I don't/can't drive my P.T. Pony.
I don't hear the train, I am listening to the ding-ding-ding-ding of the Rail Road crossing warning system. This is the longest train I've ever had to wait out in life!. Shit! I mean, it's only been three hours plus. I would love to place an ear plug into my Deaf-Left-Ear, but this seems to me, capping this ding-ding-ding-ding with-in the skull - not out. While on the subject of the Left Side of my skull, I wish to share with you that the Worms have been at it the past twenty four hours. With a vengence, Kinfolk. I wonder, What's really creating these sensations. Is it something I did? Could it be bad breathe? I don't know.

My Right-Good-Bad-Ear has been negatively affected by this mystery illness. The popping has increased and at times I feel as if hearing has gotten worse. Almost as if clogged up. I have had pains in this ear since last night - now that I think about it.

My neck has been exceptionally painfull for several days. Every once in a while a day may go by when the neck is not pained. I don't want any more pain. Period. Oh, my dear Brenda, what am I to do?

Over this past evening, I woke up every so often to drink large amounts of water. Seems as if I retired for the evening with this in my thoughts, so my thought system made sure I was up every couple or three hours for water "only". By the liter. No juice or Diet Pepsi - just water...

...I remember those words from the emergency doctor last December, "you're dehydrated and have pneumonia, Mr. Mario". So this water piece is stuck in the brain like membrane. Actually, should things not change with-in the next few day's I'll contact my respiratory doctor. Because I feel quite certain I would be refered to one should I visit my primary. Although, He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, would be able to assist with the sinus rubbish, he too would refer me off to a respiratory doctor...

...I already have one, you see? And he is phenomenal! I have remained faithful to He-Who-Has-Saved-My-Life, for many years. As He, has remainded faithful to me. He has saved my Walking on this Path of mine so many times I do not remember the amount. We have watched each other age. Watched each others children grow, go off to university. It is truly as if we are very fine friends. I love him. He knows this. When two have known one another for over twenty years - something Blessed is in the relationship. True, yes?

Let me take my medication. My skull is throbbing and both ears are listening to my pulse. No, it's not the blood pressure. This is covered by a spendid pointy little baby blue pill.

(The Worms are playing)

There is a block on this Path of mine. Maybe John Wayne take a detour. Follow this Trail...

...peace, love and grace to all Relations...

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