...there very truly must be something special within this DNA. "This" wonderful Mixed Breed blood of mine...
...this something, that's forever urging me onward, talking it and trying like all Hell to walk it, ya see? It is a daily process with Meniere's, the asthma and the other odd's, ends and what-not's, but there is something alway's, something screaming PUSH! Dude, PUSH! Pray Until Something Happens! So I do.
Even in and with day's like today, when and where the Meniere's Disease, has had me gagging and nauseated since I awoke this morning. I got up this morning anyways to keep my appointment with my Doctor. The dizziness feels like a light-headed and airy dizziness. The type for me that reminds me of when I have traveled onto higher ground. Like mountain top's. But I continue to tip-tap and do my best to Share some of me with you.
Today, I have held on to my quad cane with white knuckles and walked with a purpose, fore if not, I would have been the human bumper car dude yet again. Perhaps even take a fall. I mean, I have scratches, bruises and scar's from where I have "just" upped and walked or have fallen into/against/upon, chairs, coffee table, book cases, especially the walls that seem to move into my way. The floor under my feet is an unforgiving floor and or ground. all of which gets really-really old.
My Deaf Left Ear is is picking up a faint peck at the Morris Code this afternoon. On occasion the tick-tickity-tick-tick or the beep-beeeeeeeep-beeping increases in volume and quantity. I have heard two codes going on simultaneously today. Which is something I had not picked up on as far as I can remember. My Right Hard of Hearing ear is having a tough day at listening today. Heck, even with my implant in place it has been an unsatisfactory day for hearing. Since 11.11.11, there has been an incredable increase in sudden total "blackout". No hearing, as in total deafness. Seem's, mainly in the late of night that this comes about, now that I think about it. But this has happened day and night...
...the Right-Good-Bad-Ear, continues to plop and ploop and pop. Have had experiances when I have heard a very loud POP, that I react all goofy-fied, jumping and screaming, what the hell? No, no one else hears what I hear. 98% of the time anyway, anyhow. Look, and okay, it is funny sometimes, but I be damned. Know what I mean? Alright then.
The Worms have continued to whoop and holler, but have moved from my face. Which for me, was a major deal. Imagine.....
Enough. Did not want to drift off into another arena of my woe's and illness's...
...this tip-tapping goes out to one and all who have prayed for me, them who have meditated or have even contemplated healthy energies my way, I am forever indebted. Thank you, from my Spirit's to your's, I thank you all.
As I am grateful and thankful, to My One God! Oh, My Great God!
Now, let me go fetch John and give him a good bathe and brush. Soon as I get over these post-vertigo attack shit's, I think I just may jump up on him and give us a mighty grand time.
Life...
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