Realization Of Meniere's Vertigo Attack

The more I sleep and the more I have slept, the suspicions of having a Meniere's vertigo attack on Friday past becomes more and more likely so. Realization

When awake I have been quite alert and communicative and enjoyed a visit yesterday by my kid sister and her three boys - my brother-in-law, Bil and my nephews Bubba and Tong Tong, and on Saturday I was able to spend time with my eldest sister, Anna Lynn Ethel Beth, who sat with that ole spouse of mine, Iron-Clad-Woman. Ha! Her new name! Yes. So it is.

But, the sleep has taken approximately fifty-five hours of life since Friday...

...the difference with this recent post attack, this damned sleep and it's many other symptoms is that I have had my family with me when awake and had enjoyable good talk and awesome family time. I am usually 'always' alone post vertigo attacks.

The hearing piece has been an a major issue. For the one ear that does hear anyway. Good Sir, I can see why so many of my Elders were considered senile when they really were actually going deaf. The lack of hearing in a person who has lived life as a hearing person can definitely provide  volume's of undiagnosed dilemmas for my dear Kinfolk. It hurts my heart to think about this. You see, I was one of those children that would frustrate, toy and pester my Grandpa and Abuelo's. No, not one individual, I was Blessed with one Grandpa and two Abuelo's. And dammit I could and would a be  grand pain in their ass. Please, my dearest Elders. Forgive me.

And now, I know, and you know I know what a Classic Case of Karma looks like. Seen.

Anyways, I have slept all but an hour or so today - I reckon that puts total sleep at +fifteen hours. I plan to sit up a spell. Have laid down too much and will be back here in a spell.

Dear God, Thank Kindly for protecting that little boy up down South Alabama way, who had been kidnapped by that old gun welding nasty old white raisin. God Bless the Soul of the driver of that there school bus. That Good Right Man who is a hero of mine today. Please grant him passage to heaven. My Soul aches for his family, I cried with his son, his pain became mine. And God, thank you Sir, for making sure that the old bastard coward dog no longer breathes my air. Thank you God. Amen.

Will be back to talk in a spell.