I am absolutely in love with the one who searched for "drying bull cock" and found little ole me here in Meniere's Disease World. Bless their heart. I don't know if I was much of any help with the drying of bull cock, but I sure hope you might've picked up a little something on the Meniere's front...
...look, I can't help but smile. Great Spirit, has My Path cross with the Paths of others every day. Here on the Blogger, via telephone, via the e-mail, the USPS, etc. Just never under the pre-text of the drying of bull cock and balls. I've seen plenty in my day but damn it, if I've ever jotted notes down about them. This no doubt is a result of an article I published not too long ago. Think I'll drop the ole bull cock & ball stuff now. It is distasteful indeed. Um, the Mountain Oyster does actually taste pretty damned good deep fried. A bit of hot sauce, salt and pepper. Yum! Yes?
I was wanting to share a few things and symptoms of my Meniere's Disease this evening. Not to take too much time, just an FYI sort of thing...
I have had another fall earlier today. This time in my bed room, just missing the Hope Chest my bride and I have carried with us over the years. It is made of cedar and I reakon my head would have known what that would've felt like. Fortuitously, my skull went that way as the right side of my body fell forward. I then fell again, on the rebound. This is a part of the balance and coordination pieces that are affected when the dizzy is just within a mid-range of a five or six. It is a whole hell of alot worse when I am having a bad dizzy day or a meniere's attack. I think sometimes I get over-confidant pushing the envelope and ended up busting my ass on this carpeted floor. It's a damned fall and I still grasp and gasp. And yes, it's still scarey as hell. Looking up at the ceiling and trying to figure out what the popcorn plastered up there looks like helped me gather my thoughts and Center. As one would do with puffy clouds, I have done with popcorn ceilings.
Once I got the Coconut twisted on good and tight, I went ahead and showered. My daughter in the living room as a "holla" at, if I fell in the shower. I am really not supposed to shower without a family member or friend here with me. It's one of those things that comes with Meniere's. It can also be a major pain to schedule a shower too. So I have taken showers unsupervised before because of the schedule piece. Sometimes things just don't work out as planned, so I take slow easy step-by-step showers.
The nausea that accompanies the dizziness and always follows the falls is riding on higher than mid at this moment. I have a necklace of perspiration and feel the coolness of my t-shirt collar on my neck. I suspect that maybe falls exasperates the perspirations and sweats, and memories of the falls. I'ld bet on it actually.
My Left Deaf Ear is picking up the pings of a World War Two era submarine beacon that still roams the waters of Earth Mother. It sounds like this....pinnnng, pinnnnng, pinnnnng like those subs I've seen on the old black and white motion pictures. Must be on auto-pilot and just spins round about in the South Pacific. FOCK! This is ALL I have heard for a chunk of this 25th of October coming from the "Deaf FOCKING One".
My Right-Good-Bad-Ear has had alot of commotion with the sounds of swamp land creatures and bugs and the jet plane that has been parked out back since about 1900 tonight. POOR bloody hearing too! It got so bad I just had to play along or try to read lips. I'm over the attitudes of others when I must ask for a repeat. So I've learned to cut that back a piece. My right ear contines to pop and plop and gives me the sensation that my inner ear is filling up with something. I can't tell what because nothing comes from it. Air? H2O? I just don't know.
Yes, I have taken prescribed medications and hope to return to bed directly. I was in my safe and comfy spot just a spell ago - the noises and perspiration made it necessary for me to get up for a wee bit.
I sit here and tip-tapping, as I begin to want to vomit. So I swallow and swallow and burp a bit. Hopeing.
***************************Not Meniere's Related*****************
The Worms continue their Crusade in Search of their Holy Grail on the left side of skull and face.
I continue to cough and I continue trying not to cough because of the pains in my lungs and ribs. Seems kind of wiered that they would still be brusied from the procedure. I am still taking the antibiotic, so maybe there's still a touch of the infection. Hell if I know. I just follow the doctors orders and instructions.
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