On this past Wednesday, 23 november 2011, I had an attack of meniere's. I would love to paint a perfect picture with my words of where I've been since and will do my best to provide a snap shot of the past few days. I'm just not too sure on that perfect piece. Oui?
Maybe sometimes good words don't alaways fit into square holes.
I do not remember what time it was this past Wednesday or what might have provoked the attack, but I made haste getting to bed. Wait!! THIS IS WHAT PRECEDED THE ATTACK!" **Earlier, while sitting on my sofa I felt what felt to me as if my life had stopped just for the quickest of a quick moment. I mean all and everything went still. It felt as if I had the wind blown out of me by one of those giant balls we played with in Gym Class in higher grades. Just blam! And life stopped for a flash...I know now that our live's do pass before our eye's. I know this as truth, because I saw it and felt it.
What I think about all of this, is this that I needed to slow down just a moment to have my private inner Atomic Clock calibrated. My Core, My Center. I don't know what happened to "create" this sudden stop. And no, this is not the first time this type of meniere's attack has happened. It's just so odd. This does not happen often with this symptom.
Was able to share holiday festivites at my sister's home with much and wonderful Kinfolk for a brief few hours then came staright home. Showered and then was off to bed and contemplated myself to sleep. Sometimes I will pray myself to sleep. I got up late Friday evening and was awake for maybe an hour for when Brenda got home from work. Then it was back to sleep. And I slept until late this morning. For a total of damned near 38 hours plus. My intention today and with this publication is to share some of these meniere's disease related issues with you, my Relations. Just like what I shared above. These that are here now...
...before we go any further, let me share real quick, that the sensation of a sudden stop in life is very nauseating. Very sudden and very quick. Abrupt! It's just not normal. Ya know?
My Left Daef Ear, has has had a satalite circling the globe in search of it's docking station. I mean, come on already. It passes by over head and I hear it passing by, seconds later I hear it approaching me. I sure as shit don't want to go making a "Top 10", when it comes to the symptoms that have made a middle aged man grow older too quickly. No pity here! Just truth. No, I haven't thrown in no damned towels neither! Don't plan too either.
Today had forced myself to not only get up from bed, but ran errands with Brenda. Have stayed focused on task at hand and still working on the "chipping" away piece a menotor of mine shared with me. Pretty damn good sense too. Chip it away and let it go...let God take it.
My Right Good Bad Ear has had monster crickets, cicada's and locusts playing to their own beats. So loud and so distracting. The past few days have also been poor hearing days. It is just too difficult to conduct conversation with one ear deaf and the other playing mind games. The moments of complete and total silenece continues. This is random. The ploops and plops continue too.
Clap on, clap off...
...I wish.
Sweating and perspiration has been present everyday since Wednesday and has been quite bad today. The balance and coordination issues made today high at task and high risk day. "White Knucke Day". Even still, It was a such a nice day out and about with Brenda. I suspect we did make a right good exercise out of this. As bad as I wish to get out and about, I better bust it when I can. En'it?
The Worms still reside within my skull and have not returned to my face.
Old Kindred Spirit, thank you for your visit. Nancy-Pooh, great seeing you and mama at the Mall! So sorry about my hearing. Timmmmmmm and Dione, everytime we pass a Hart Line bus I check to see who's driving. Someday.
Gotta Go! Holla..........
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