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Wednesday, September 26, 2012

My Plan Of Attack On The Meniere's Disease, Part I

Relations,

Good Evening,

There are a couple or few things I wanted to share with you, maybe a follow up or two.

One such follow up is touching base on the physical activity of using Bicep Curls as an exercise I enjoy doing and have recently created a plan for this type of exercise. Rather than be haphazard with my activity and not keep record or establish goals -  was, well, haphazard. I committed to reach the Goal of 300 Bicep Curls daily on 18 September. I lightly touch base on the fact I have been lifting for quite some time and have been seeing the results of what was happening with my body. I have no idea how many I was curling prior to the number 300 came to mind - I wanted a number. A Goal with which to reach and from there extend and expand the Better Health Business Plan. I am surpassing 300 at present, yes I have had a couple of days when I made 270 or 280 curls, but I see some results based on a change I initiated just a few days ago. I have continued to walk as much and as often as I can. My adapting to the four-legged cane came in handy. My six legs and I will on occasion 'hit' the side-walks of suburbia and walk along a spell.

This, I share is a form of my attacking the Meniere's Disease face to face. And I have learned how to attack this invisible disease where I am able to celebrate small victories - when there has been so too much of my ass getting stomped by these symptoms of Meniere's. One who is a Warrior with a Cause has one thing in mind, and that is success. Victory. War Paints and scalps!

I have learned to to be more assertive with my approach in business matters. Not a bully aggressive a-hole type, just an individual who has learned to assert and be heard. With my vendors and them who are the bankers, doctors, places I do business with. Kindred, I say this, if I don't take up for my self - who will? I have an excellent relationship with my therapist, Sir Dude and I know who I might could call in a pinch...

...this right here is a sad story for me. Because I sure haven't seen or heard the telephone ringing off the hook with Folk's wanting to promise me this and or tell me that. There have been too many times when I could have used a hand, words were said, promises made and the results turned up negative. Thus, for me an ugly and quite negative drain on energies and vibrations, I have to cap that damned drain sometime. Seen. Like dandruff, I'm starting to brush it from my shoulders and move along. Now, I know and I consider this a component in my Battle with Meniere's. It is absolutely necessary that I pay much less attention to what Folk's say about me. Speaking of which, a dear life long friend, recommended today that I learn this certain mantra about this subject and then, Sir Dude, after session gave me a Home Work assignment that I am to have "less focus on fear of what other's think". Well then, now I know.

Part of this whole fucking Meniere's thing is learning to adapt to the Meniere's Disease and it's symptoms. No, there is no ever getting used to them. Who wants to hurl chunks at all times of day and night? I don't want to walk about so dizzy that I fear for my safety. I am not too sure if what I just said sounds correct, but I know what I mean. To battle this disease I see there will have to be times to look at it straight in the eye. As I have in fact done time and time again. Besides, my brothers and sisters, I have been a chameleon since childhood. A benefit of "The Mixed Bloodedness" that runs through these veins. See, for me this has always worked, adapting is what I had to learn during those years and years of Incest, Rape and Sexual Abuse. Adapting was Survival. It has come to a point in My Path that now is the time for me to have a plan in place for how this War and Battle's will work out. With me as the Victor.

I am beginning to truly embrace my implant, abutment and BAHA processor. BAHA, is Bone Anchored Hearing Aid. I am beginning to gain confidence when I wear it in public. My Great Day, there was a mighty long time there when this rubbish cut to the white meat something awful. Damned took those stares and comments so personnel. What can I say? For now, I'll focus on keeping my chin up and a smile on my face...

...bet-cha the Menier's will hate that! LOL!

I'll be off. I want to do some surplus bicep curls. BONUS! Will explain the emphasis on the bicep focus another communique.

Love, peace, and more peace........me

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