Kind One's,
Today is not even near completed and I can share that since 0645, I have been on the lamb. Oh yes, folks busted me out of the lodge twice today. It is only 1619 by the way and here I sit; listening to some James Brown and tip tapping away at a maximum speed of 20 WPM. Oh Yeah! Oh please, if I haven't mentioned it, my oops. Kindred, I mean to share with you that some testing I had the last time with Lady S., over at Vocational Creations, let "us" know that my gimpy tip-tap-tap works it at a 20 words per minute and Honey's, I'm trying to say I'm okay with that. For now. Lady S., and Miss. K., with The Vocational Rehabilitation will be working me into some typing classes indirectly. Yes, and hush! I took typing in high school you all, back when we had the type writers - not this special detached key board. Huh? I know that's right! Ha!
Right. Really now, I see Lady S., tomorrow for more testing, which I am crazy excited about. I truly feel like a kid in school the night before a pop test the next morning. Oh yes, it's easy to express the reasons why it is I am so excited over simple testing in the morrow. I speculate there's a bit of a competition vibe kicking and the curiosity as well. I mean, look at how I handled the results of the testing from earlier this month. In one hand I was very cheerful about the language arts while in the other I tortured myself for days about those damned Math Sciences and figures I've never had to use once in my entire life. On any job. Managerial or other wise. Dammit man, how was I to know? Anyways, looks as if I may be able to gain some assistance on the math piece too, so I'll have a look and see. Seen?
As the reader may know, my In-Law's were here fairly early this morning for a trip to Tampa General Hospital, for a visit with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain...
(NOTE: Both of my ears have just begun to create different sounds at a loud frequency. A wowing effect. Loud noises weaving itself back and forth.)
...I don't know if I would want to ride with them, my In-Law's to Atlanta, and I am just pulling Atlanta out my ass, but with our occasional trips to and from doctors clinic, I have a splendid time listening to the two going back and forth with the this or that's. Look, I'm not really going to say this, but sometimes it seems as if I am riding in the same car as Laurel And Hardy. No, wait, Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. Lord, let me share this right now, I sometimes see my future flash before me. I say no more and I'll say no more on this subject right here.
The visit with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, went very well. Every staff member I came into contact with, from the Cutie-Pa-Tutti Red Head's up front, , to my audiologist Dr. B., 'Vonn, and Matt-The-Cool-Cat, both are Assistants to the Doctor's and even the Coordinator of Surgery's, stuck her head around to 'holla'. All of this love and good energy being passed around the clinic. So strong it was that other patients were touched by the smoothness and ease of gratitude in the room. And yes, He-Who-Touched-My-Brain and I had our face to face and good talk...
...and damn it yes, it was the nature of this situation and peculiar type of migraines that it should be said once again, by He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, that he feels strongly that these spasms in my face are related to the migraines. A neurogenic medication I take daily has been increased and I am to have an MRI, between now and our next visit. I have the orders and have decided to wait until next week to coordinate this trip to the University of South Florida...
...there has been plenty on my plate this week with the back-to-back-to-back appointments. I will be maxed out. I usually don't tax myself in such a way, but doctor wanted to see me today. I have been bequeathed yet another diagnosis, that being, "Facial Nerve Spasm". I celebrate, eh? And my Guest, I'm right here saying out loud, 'that's some shit, en'it?'. Whew, yes, I am. I've got to have faith in My God and He-Who-Touched-My-Brain. I just must. And oh shit, it's a tough one for me right here. To let go and let God. It seems so simple.
This is a sweet time to pass along that I'll have the opportunity to visit with my new neurologist on this Friday. I am eager to meet them who will be the newest member's of my Team. I'm so pumped! Well, what about stoked? Yes! Stoked! It is that time in life and my Path that I make things happen with this health of mine. Meeting She-With-Many-Name's, is the doctor that came highly recommended and I have gone many weeks without contact with my neurologist. I reckon working my business plan has gotten me this far. Great Spirit, knows I would never seen myself in this place one year ago today. Kindred, 365 days of Life. Just like that.
I would love to share that a good right young fellow and dear friend of mine and I were reunited today. His name has been known as Brando, so I will refer to him as such. The young brother coordinated a 'bust out' with me and we went to a coffee house to enjoy legendary beverages and most of all, legendary conversation. Brando, young brother, your heart touched mine this afternoon. I consider that our Spirit's were in company while our physical beings were having their chat. I am honored to have shared some life with you today, ole man and wish to share that I forgot how the strength of your Fire Man arms make me feel like a kid in the company of his Hero. You're something else Brando, you really are. I am blessed that our Path's crossed all of those years ago and that today, again they crossed. Imagine?
Imagine.
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