An Afternoon Attack Of Meiere's

Relations.

Pardon my lack of communications.

I have been asleep for all but two hours since Thursday afternoon, 20 September 2012. Woke up this afternoon around 1530 and have fought to keep from returning to slumber. I snapped the slumber by getting myself from my slumber. If I had not done that, I would have remained in my Safe Place and in a deep sleep. I did not eat yesterday, so I would consider this somewhat of a fast in fight and war against the Meniere's God's. To tell the truth, I didn't eat because I was asleep even though I reckon, this would still be considered a fast. True? Alright, then. I broke fast today.

This past week has been an epic one and I am so damned glad to know I'll see Sir Dude, mid-week of this approaching week. It will be a good and proper visitation. A good face to face. There have been victories yes, yet there have been defeats since earlier in the week with the Walking-Wide-Asleep-While-Wide-Awake episode. Which now has been applied it's own waiting room because this is something that has happened on more that two or three times. It just seems to have manifested and moved in with-in the past some odd few months...

...this whole Zombie-ish thingy-thing going on this week. And then to be smacked face first by this Vertigo Attack has me about as side-ways as I can get to be at myself. I feel it in my bones.

Having this Meniere's Attack Thursday set into motion a time of very deep sleep. Such deep sleeps I would seem to live and thrive in Dream World. There is no doubt that I shift quickly into REM during the post Vertigo Attack sleeps and slumbers. Relations, there was something else I noticed while in Dream World, in Dream World, I still listen with both ears. In this case, my awake world has not yet caught up with Dream World. That's brilliantly fantastic as far as my Dream World and I are concerned.

I feel certain that if I should ask a doctor or therapist about this I would be informed this stuff is an anomaly. These Right Good Folks forget that it is I and I am a Human who is scared and just a wee-bit side ways because I can't believe I've had all of this shit spew in less than one week. I am dumbfounded. There just must be some sort of medication that WILL work on this dizziness, nausea, vomiting, sweating and shit I am going through at this moment.

Oh, and my Dearest Great Spirit, these damned loud sounds and noises! My God!

Please, and please, remember this my kind doctor's, therapists and all in my 'Better State of Health Business Team', there is something I wish to establish at this time. A steadfast boundary establishing one with respect to this anomaly picture. "I", am not an anomaly. The disease that busted up my skull, neck, shoulders, chest, lungs, legs, feet, arms and fingers - I feel pained, ache and bruised because this disease whooped my ass something really good this time around.

My Better State Of Health Business, associates will also provide me with an increase of stimulation during these times of frustration and confusion when it pertains to these attacks and my loss of hearing. Again, I believe there must be something I could take that would assist me with these sickening symptoms. These symptoms that have wrecked my world not only since Thursday's attack, but also from earlier in the week. I have considered and contemplated on this subject so seriously that I have decided to have a sit down with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain. I will be making appointments for my primary physician, my Neurologist and my Respiratory Physician. My left lower lung pains me. I am also well aware that my vision has been affected in negative ways, so it is time for me to see an eye doctor.  And unfortunately. I also must call my dearest Dr. Snip-N-Cut. I have been so focused on dealing with the symptoms of meniere's disease, I sometimes place other stuffs on the back burner...

...time to focus on my Health as a whole.

I bring up pains in the lungs because of my history with pneumonia and I am displaying symptoms of this in my lower left lung. I am not positive, but it sure is a familiar pain.