Greetings To All Relations!
I have missed not being able to share the experience's that come my way daily. To communicate as one with bi-lateral Meniere's Disease might share and say...
...there have been times when I ease in and out of depressions and comprehend what is going on - only once it has begun. Kind-of-sort-of, no, alot like the very Meniere's Attacks that are a part of the living me.
Thank you to She-Who-Walks-With-The-Cherokee, for bringing me back down to Mars with that most excellent telephone call, connection and assistance with the disengage. Felt as if I had a twenty five minute connection with He-Who-Knows-My-Brain. Nice.
Nice weird. A happy nice weird connection. Like connected. Nice connected. Not weired.
I just wanted to share a bit about today's state of Meniere's and the loss of weight from my body and it's frame...
I am very and uncomfortably nauseated at this moment - as I have been off and on all this morning.
The perspiration is a cap atop my skull. My chest and back are wet from the perspiration and sweats. The collar of my t-shirt is wet and will require a change directly. So, I sit here at one of my secret safe places in the air conditioned comfort of The Lodge. Am aware of energy conservation, so I comfortably sacrifice during the day so She-Who-Walks-Tall, can rest and slumber in a cool and easy way.
I love She-Who-Walks-Tall so very too much! That's the way I intended to say that. She found me and She has been here by my side through the ugly and through the beautiful. As She, is.
Noises and sounds are loud and obnoxious at this very moment. An 18 wheeler just passed through my back yard three or four times. As in passing by my window, trucking and a rolling on. Didn't hear the crashes of the wooden fences or the horns blaring. There is a randomness in both ears. Beeps in my deaf left and the sounds of the Everglades after a grand storm roar in my right. Sometimes solo - sometimes as if in competition. Or in concert.
Yes, I am sweating.
The balance and coordination piece has been off by major percentages today. Same as the yesterday. It is necessary to use the walls and door frames as a crutch...
...and I hope and pray for a steadier tomorrow.
(Just heard a Woman cough in my special secret space). I am home alone.
The rains have returned. My yards, gardens, bushes and trees are being fed by my Great Spirit today. What Blessings! Squirrel is taking advantage of birds in shelter to come visit our sanctuary and have some seeds and corn that have fallen from the bird feeders. Blue Jay, Cardinal, Red Winged Black Birds, doves and others have had a good lunch. My feathered and fury Cousins are welcomed here always. As are Relations. Kinfolk. Kindred. We have often listened to Peacock but they have not yet visited. Soon I suspect, because I hear them move this way closer and closer.
The pains of surgery are twisted and dreadfully painful. Painful enough to wake me several times during the night. Some so painful all I could do was gasp. No, I did not take pain relief during the dark of night. I waited for mid-morning coffee and English muffin to take the pill.
It works out best this way. You see, I sometimes have night terror's.
I have tried hard to see and look at the site of the wound. The silicone disc is holding its place and I am able to see through the transparent silicone. I am happy to see that the lumps were surgically removed and the area for now appears to be flat, but I've been here before and am afraid of being disappointed again. Or have doctor be disappointed again. I don't know, I do not like what I see behind the silicone and am afraid for She-Who-Walks-Tall. I am able to see fresh blood and head matter that He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, attempted to scrape out between the flesh and my skull.
Note! I have not felt the movements of the Worms. Oh, that would be absolutely fantastic to be rid of them pain in the ass worms! Yes, Sir!
Relations, I am very happy to be home. I am so happy to be here in our Lodge, with our hounds, our wonderful neighbours, and our Sanctuary.I am so Blessed to have Great Spirit reside here with us.
I look forward to meeting with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain in the morning. Am so eager. I would like to have a plan in place that will get us to the next level. In wound care, and continuing to fight as a Team to do what we must with this Meniere's Disease.
Enough said.
Love, peace and more peace.........
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