The nausea has been bad this late afternoon. It's 1717 and the nausea has me by the throat. As in I feel my Adam's apple type of nausea. It has been so bad that I've had to call a time out on a minor task I was doing to surprise the spouse.
The sweating is wide open.
The dizziness is carnival-fast-ride sort of dizzy, but this one goes on and on. This is not enjoyment. This is hideous and I feel like a freak at this moment. My head feels as if its innards are moving around and 'round.
It is difficult to focus and I am taking this one tip-tap at a time. I have yet to see an eye doctor. Maybe soon I will. Right now it's all about the money piece.
My left ear is wailing away - so very loud and as if their was some form of funnel attached to it, my deaf left ear. I know I can't hear technically speaking, but my ear doesn't know that. So loud I feel a pain in my left temple.
That's possibly an affect from the dizziness. Or maybe the nausea I am trying to ignore by burping and hoping and wishing I don't have to vomit.
There are also several large crickets playing their mating calls. Loudly and over and over...
...and over again and again.
There has been the sound of a submarine in my right ear. That sonar sound that every submarine I've ever seen in a movie makes.
Look, I've got to go. Lay down a while. You all be alright now...
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