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Friday, December 9, 2011

Meinere's, Memories, 09 Dec.11

Here I sit tip-tapping while having a sense of homesickness. Maybe it's more like a nostalgia for the way things were way back then in 1978 and 1979...

...being around a Marine Sgt., for a few days with his movie star daughter and his beautiful wife, who is the daughter of my life long very best good friend, Jimmy, has flooded the memory bank. We served with each other in the U.S. Army. Speaking with Jimmy and listening to the stories he shared with his family brings back so many feelings and thoughts and memories. Wonderful memories. Them from back then and when I was young and full of that stuff. Invincible, I would have sworn. The things I/We would do while stationed in Germany. The travels we had, the risks we took, the friendships we established, are all very much still alive and well. I am Blessed by God, to have this Family from Guam, be a part of my Family.

I am aware Great Spirit, Blessed me with the memorey many do not have. Which is a gift that comes from Heavan. How Grateful, I am.

I am also thankful for this visit in many more ways that I can descibe. What a fantastic reunion and what therapy this has been for me.

Excellent therapy too..

...their visit has helped me limit the amount of sleep post vertical attack. Yes, I have slept, but no way near the amount I usually sleep after such an attack. Having family around during the day has kept my mind occupied and not focused on what is or isn't going on in the skull...

My neice's and nephew took me out and about on Wednesday, 7 Dec., and drove us on a tour of our tri-county area - getting me out of my medically imposed exhile. Even if it was but for a few hours on a beautiful Sun Shiny Florida day was simply a brilliant short mini-holiday. All I had to do was sit back and enjoy this tour and ride about. Oh yes, play navigator and tour guide. Every once in a while, I would say on your right is this or that and or the on your left is where that and this is. What fun I had. Sarge, has what a refered to as The Bat Car. I don't think I have ever been in a car that rides like that one. Fast? Please. Felt like we were hoovering along the surface of Earth Mother, it felt so strong and sure under our seats.

The Meniere's has always been preseant. Constantly me where it resides...

I have been dizzy more off than on. More on than off, I do declare. The balance and coordination has been way off and have had too many stumbles, trips, and bumps-in-to situations. No fall's, Thank God. But, the human bumper car has been alive and bumping about for sure.

The nausea has been tagging along with the dizziness and has been always present. I have had one active episode with the naussea, brought to a vomit on Tuesday. At this moment, the nausea feels as if it is just below the adams apple.

The sweats have been more on that off, and if it wasn't sweats it was the perspiration. At the moment I am unable to report how many shirts I have gone through this week. Will learn this number later when the laundry has been done later this afternoon...not that it is that important. Just wondering.

The Deaf Left Ear is sending out or receiving The Emergency Broadcasting Systems Alert. It sounds like this, Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
And on and on for what has been the past forty minutes now. It seems to be making my dizziness worse. Please let this pass soon. Please let this soon pass...

...my right ear has what sounds like just a few crickets in my skull. I am pleased and am happy to have but a few making their music. This is much different than when I have a swamp full. Way different.

I feel as if I'm about to vomit. So I'll excuse myself for a few minutes.

Alright, a bit better. No vomit.

Relations, I'll bring this message to a close by saying this...

...Love One and Another, as if you bleed the same blood. It is in the Blood, that Life Long Friendship's are born, nourished, and grow taller than the Red Woods out in the West.

Love, peace and more peace, Mario

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