I have just heard what the new rubbish truck sounds like when in reverse. No, it doesn't sound like the old beep-beep-beep, this sound is a sort of computerized noise and I pray at this instant that I should never-ever inherit this new sound of the rubbish truck. I mean...
...let me, I and I go ahead and keep the beeps.
Just minutes ago I was able to hear the voice of the Vocational Counselor at the Department of Education. For me, it was the correct thing to call and explain that it was necessary for me to have a window within which I could coordinate transport to our meeting. My Counselor's voice is peaceful and her optimisms that something will be worked out for me is an extraordinary sensation in Spirit. The coordination of transportation with our local Mass Transit System's, HARTPlus for my trip has been reserved. I will finally have the opportunity to meet my counselor with the Department Of Education, her face to my face. I am so excited I can hardly express it! Yes!
Unfortunately, this past Friday, late evening I was unpleasantly surprised by a Meniere's attack. It struck with such a force and without symptom. All I could do was lay down in my safe place. This attack lingered for about one hour and one half. The spinning and gagging and the loneliness that comes with these attacks. So I fight to sleep. And sleep and have slept close to fifty hours since. Woke up this morning simply to return minutes later. I am awake and will not retire until the night. The post Meniere's attack symptoms I have had, have been utterly disgusting. From the nausea, the productive nausea, gagging and burping, the uncontrolled sweating and states of dizziness that just don't seem possible. Not all of this shit coming from with-in my own brains and a body so too young. The hearing piece has been way high and or too low - thing's have either been so loud or please somebody, turn your voice up an octave or two. I have had too many near falls, although I say, I have had three falling forward and head butt the wall in both of our latrines and a head butt of the windows next to my bed. The pictures in my head are so unpretty...
...oh, please, I feel so damned unpretty today.
I had to call He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, this weekend. I called him because and pertaining to the horrible pains in my right ear, right neck and shoulder. This pain only felt as if somebody was inserting a rigid catheter into my body from my right ear hole. Hell, yes this makes me want to curse up something awful. The pain inexpressible! My Good Doctor, suspects that this may have something to do with the cervical spine issues. I made mention to doctor that the severity of pain was so bad and how I had considered a dash to the emergency department. The Wise One, brought up the fact that all I would've been provided would've been pain medicine. Feck, I am so far beyond this whole injections, capsules, pills, intravenous medicine and tablets that I am very truly at my wits end! He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, knows I am over medication's. I have known too long a time just how over it I have been. Yes, I eat them and eat each and every one as directed. I understand that this is all a part of the formula to get me to where I want to be with my, "Better Health, Mind, Body and Spirit's". It's all part of the plan.
The sounds and noises have been horrendous. No examples today - though I am listening to crickets, cicadas and bugs of the night in my deaf left ear at this very instant. The activity of the spiders and worms between my scalp and skull have increased. Maybe the cold weather fooled them too.
I recently received my Harris Communications catalog. This company offers solutions for all levels of Hearing Loss. These folks have the equipment that would enhance positively my day-to-day life, but for me this is but a "wish list" type of book. The tools are exceptional. Who knows, maybe someday. But for now, it might as well have been a Neiman Marcus' Christmas catalog.
A few pounds have been gained over the past several days. I feel bloated and think that I can see the four and one half pounds I gained. My heart skips a beat when I think about this. There hasn't been much exercise lately and not much walking either. Yes, I am blue and dealing with it too. I battle the bad dreams and do with them the most I can...
...on a positive note there has been some really awesome synchronises going on in my life. I enjoy moving with this energy and see where it is this leads me to. I am excited about this too.
I just hate to feel so damned unpretty.
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