Dearest Relations,
Hello and Good Night to one and all. Well, wait now, for Nikki, this is her good morning now. So, I saw Good Morning, to my dear daughter who lives in the land far and far way. I miss you so much. I mean, I miss Sheena all the time too, but she lives with-in the same area code...
...but NOOoooo, Nicole wants to visit the lands of Prophets, Pharaoh's, Queens and Kings. The Land's of Arabian Knights. There is One, this Arabian Knight, with handsome face and black handsome hair. Yes, I have met this Arabian Knight courting my Eldest, only on the Skype, but yes, we have had many wonderful connections. This handsome one is willing to die for my daughter. Once those words were spoken by this young Man, my mind did, click-click and I knew all is well and good. When we meet, his face to my face for the first time, my embrace and hand shake will provide him the answer to his question. Enough said. Insha Allah...
Yes, I like the new name, Deaf One Ear. I like that a lot. Thank you, anonymous one.
There have been odd and near bizarre situations happen over these past three days. I am still sleeping. Too very much. From last Monday afternoons Meniere's Attack. Friday I had an episode where there was no sleep for well over twenty hours. With the past two days, Saturday, 17 November 2012, up to this moment, late on a Sunday night, 18 November 2012, I have slept over thirty hours...
...it doesn't matter to me. I have been forgetful. I have had to ask what day is this day? What is the date? Repeat what you just said? Again? My Youngest Daughter ate dinner here with Brenda and I last night and I don't remember! These neurological pains have been absurd. It is pain that is so sharp and strikes so suddenly that there is not time or preparation. This pain has now traveled over to the right side of the back of skull. This pain is always between the scalp and this thick skeletal skull of mine. You do the math. This+That=Physiological Amnesic, PTSD, MPD? It's when the brains, spirit's, emotions, thoughts, feelings of the heart, my mind, whole body and emotions have been knocked like, - *Whack!* - outta the park! My entire body aches, pains and is sore from this soon to be one week old recovery. This seems to my energy and I, as one of the longest post vertigo attack symptom process's I have ever had. I mean, this is maddening!
The noises and sounds with-in have been horrendous and burdening. Dizziness has created unsafe passage and the nausea has been with me night and day. At this very moment, my right ear is picking up the mating calls of the cricket. By the hundreds of thousands of millions!
So fecking loud! The dizzy is so bad it feels like a non-stop after effect from the Festival Ride that's spins 'round and around with loud music blaring then the fecking police siren begins to wail! Shat!
My left deaf ear is listening to constant and steady beeps! I try to say, repetitive, as in immediate succession! No, I won't do the beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep thing! But, for Derrek's-Sake, this is horribly troublesome. I have lost total hearing in this right ear a few times. It pops loudly. Over and over again too.
Yes, I am sharing and speaking out. I think I must tonight! I am exhausted, but do not wish to rest. Or is it that my body is telling me that I am wide awake and to ignore the pain. Just keep pushing for the envelope dipped in carrot juice. Like I'm Bugs Bunny? Ha! I feel a sort of disengage going on within at the moment. Am feeling calmer and attempting to enjoy the awesome early Fall coolness...
...it is a cool fifty-something out there tonight. It is cloudless and the stars seem extra brilliant and bright up above this beautiful lil' piece of Mother Earth. The dry spell has rendered my lawns crispy and coloured the colours of Fall. My poor lawns. The cement pond out back has gone too cold for any swimming or dipping even. I do enjoy the canvas of the galaxy's above my head while taking a dip down here in Middle Florida. Late at night. As far as the pool, one only has to time it just right - because there's a brief gap between yes, for swimming bare in the Fall in Florida and a No, for swimming in the Fall in Florida. Yes, the sky is gorgeous this time of year, but the swimming piece has to be regulated by several warm days and none cool nights. Ha! Florida Fall is here! Soon only swimmers are those very White Canadians and German's! Although, I admit some of the best spots in Florida, are these small Canadian and German, Mom and Pop Pubs along the coasts. Both coasts and The Florida Key's. They, Canadians and Germans, flock here like the birds and roost for a spell and then they go back home come Spring. Yeah, like the birds. I love them and have loved them too.
Wait! I have gone dipping and swimming in Fall and Winter! In the Atlantic Ocean, The Gulf of Mexico, lakes, rivers and yes, cement pond's Ha! Guess it all depends on what's the motivation! Down here these are rites-o-passage and I be damned if I let go of some wonderful memories of swimming in the night in the middle of winter. Yes, guess I am and will always be proud to be a citizen of these South Eastern United States of America. Just am. This is my Home Country. I have lived in these parts most of my natural born mixed blooded ass life. I don't have to go to far to take holiday neither. Up the highway at then North East to Cherokee, North Carolina. My Spirit's, Home away from Home. Being a Floridian, is like so way damned BONUS! I'm no longer ashamed to say that there were times when I was a bit of the Doggy in my 501's. Those were some day's I say. And them Canadians hated it too! Wait! Stop! Too many memories!
That's all, I just wanted to say it. Do it. Live it. Be it. Cry it. Pray it! I gotta go. Love it! Peace!
Thanks again!
Deaf One Ear
P.S. Oh yes, didn't The Beach Boy's sing a song about us Dahlin's?
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