Salutations,
Kinfolk, Kindred and Relations through out Earth Mother, I pass along peace , love and more peace. From my energy to yours, peace.
Am home from hospital and operation this just past Monday. Am glad and happy to be home. I was discharged on yesterday and was good until time for bed. Went unconscious. This morning 06 06 2012, brought me full cycle back home. This time in better shape than the operation in the latter part of March. I have an unclear view of the actual site of wound because of the oblong silicone disc and what looks like a fabric used to make cast for broken bones. Sure does look an awful lot like it that fabric material. The fifty dollar plastic disc has popped out and no longer works. So, I'll not replace it then.
I am horrified to think of how many thousands of dollars this operation and hospital stay has cost my family, my insurance company, and Brenda's insurance company. I do pray and am thankful to Great Spirit, for Blessing my bride and I with a rather good means of attacking illness and sickness. I pray to my One God, to please Bless my wife with good heart and good energy's. I pray for her health. I've met her Spirit's, so when they come for gatherings there are a few that I and mine do not associate with too much. No, really.
When I asked He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, post surgery to provide me with a play-by-play on the operation, he took it play by play. When I asked him if he gave it his best shot, my good and dear He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, almost with lowered head stated he gave it his best shot with last surgery. I explained that I knew he did. Damn it, touched my heart with his words.
Today, I have slept a major percentage of away. A deep and unnatural sleep. I know this has been the consequence's of not sleeping post operation. Did not sleep until late afternoon or early evening once home. Dusk it was, because She-Who-Walks-Tall, drew the blinds for me. Awoke this morning and remained awake for a few minutes then returned to bed and did not awake until 1700 this after noon.
I share, the Meniere's was and has surrounded me with it's disgusting ways - the all of it came with me to the finest hospital in the South. This hospital is known as Tampa General Hospital. I am Blessed to have my Good Doctor, practice, operate and have clinic here on this massive property that also is a University hospital. The University of South Florida, is on campus
I should start with these sounds and noises I have been listening to off and on for these past three days. That have woven the sounds along with, along side, or morphed into an all together sound and or noise of it's own. Oh, and please, know this is not induced by medications. It is a fact of Meniere's Disease. In some way, in some fashion, sound and or noises come from both ears simultaneously. What throws me off worst is hearing somebody speak into - "out of" my Deaf left era. Tonight this plays out alive and out loud! The loud beep-beeps of my Left Deaf ear inform me that some folks are being surveyed upon near Red Square. Looks as if it's KGB and Scotland Yard have their eyes and hands full with some mad Canadian running amok and Zombies from Miami gnawing on people's faces there near the Kremlin. Do you know it takes six hot as hell bullets to get this fool off the other. God Bless Us All!!
God Bless The Queen!
The hospital was active with Spirit's of the past. I left them all there. It's where they've been all these years, it's where they live. Bless their hearts and Souls.
The noises and sounds from my right have been roaring cicadas, crickets, locusts and frogs. These sounds that I have a connection with every one - now drives me mad! This is almost a never ending audio cassette to teach some folks who live in "The City", and not have a clue as to what some of these fellow earth creatures sound like classes. Bless their damned hearts. Hell, Bless my damned heart because I hear them twenty four hours a day. At some set volume or another.
Nausea has been omnipresent. Period! I had a stamp placed on my neck by a nurse to curb the nausea and dizziness. It worked money to the bank and barely was worth a damned. I am as nauseated at this moment as I was on any said moment while in hospital. It's a piece of luggage I tote on my back.
The balance has been very off center and has required assistance at times with the moving about. The need to walk along the wall way is of the greatest importance. I have had stumbles and trips, but I have not had any falls. Thank God.
STOP: There has been a long and loud beeeeeeeeeeeeep that has and is going on at this moment from my right ear. This is lasting past three minutes. Now four. I've got to go!
Okay. Come morning, it will be the seventh day of June. My Kid Sister Theresa's birthday! It is also one day before I see He-Who-Touched-My-Brain. When we'll have a face to face and see where we go from here...
...two days before my nephew and Lil' Buddy's birthday. My Tong-Tong! Great Spirit, knows the love I have in my heart for my Lil' Bud. I think Tong-Tong, knows too. As my health stands at this very minute, I will be at "his house" for his Birthday Party. I can't wait!
Pain has returned to my life head and skull with a vengeance and will grab hold of a part of my head at any uncertain spot and have me gasp as in a place where I could just about scream. As of this morning I am back on my daily medications. I have had some peculiar side affects form medications administered while in hospital.
I have plans for a face to face and a have a look and see and my new wound...
...which bleeds anew. The site of surgery, the site of the "wound" has been bleeding since the last operation in late March. Sounds like three months, don't it? More like two whole months with a non-stop leak of blood and fluids.
No, here we go again. Please!
Sacre` Bleu!
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