Today's MRI's And Business Of Meniere's

Hello, Howdy, and Greetings,

Yes, yes, I am doing okay, maybe even, a fair state of mental and emotional blah-blah-blah. I have spent the past two or three days spinning my wheels worrying and ruminating about the procedures and MRI's I was ordered to have today.

Please, let me share that I made a mistake in not following my instincts weeks ago when I seriously considered terminating my patient diagnostic imaging clinic. There's just been too many stories, too many 'I let her talk me into the tube' and Dear Folks, these good, kind peoples have known me as a patient for decades. Not a year or two or few, but for decades.

I brought home one of those customer satisfaction cards for evaluation. Honey, it's best I not complete any of the sorts this evening. The most of today was kick started by a call saying I was not accepted for the tests. Oh My Good-Goodness God, the lady's at the diagnostic center wanted to call me at 0935 this morning, ten minutes before my chauffeur got here, talking about there was not approval. Then, I let some poop hit the fan in my brains, so I let my sister know, that I could hardly understand her by her lies and speaking in such a banged up form of 'Spanglish' I couldn't make and knew she was fake, bad. There was no one speaking like that while I spent a chunk of my afternoon there. But, really, how in the hell is a company going to call the patient 10 minutes before the van and chauffeur shows up at my drive way. God Bless America! I lite up like the Christmas lights at The Griswold's and then! Them folks understood that what Ms. She was talking about was unacceptable, and she lied too! The diagnostic company was on the telephone, Botswana was on the telephone at here job, and I was on two telephones her at home.

By the way, I informed Miss. Lady-Who-Speaks-With-Forked-Tongue, that I was going to be visiting the clinic and that the van was to be here any minute. Well, by the time, I finished, I had the numbers, names, and satisfaction of having this mysterious stupid-number folks found themselves lieing and going through changes over.

And! I made the mistake of witnessing and having this very-teenie-tiny-Miss.-White-Lady, cut damned straight in front of me. I mean, she who had no booty or meow-meow, it looked same-same in front and back, but anyways, yes, I was by-passed by a white woman. This truly happened today. For shits sake, a run----right in front of my big ass - and had white over this big-ass-mixed-breed in the fucking year 2013. Well, I be a son-of-a-bitch. I saw this happen right before my eyes. Please, my Lord, let me rest well tonight No, I did not speak up or speak out. The folks were about to process MRI's on me. I didn't want to be some body's oops. Seen? No damned accident. True? There was no speaking with anybody or any one today about this humiliation. And then, to boot, them Folks had me in an MRI contraption that was so huge! I was horrified of getting squished. So off the freaking crazy train I went! Passed Georgia too! Look, I was the ham and the cheese between two huge magnetic metal monster's of a machine! OH, My Lawd!

PLEASE NOTE:

NEVER ONE TIME, NOT ONCE, I SAY, WAS I PROVIDED EAR PROTECTION! I WAS IN THIS MACHINE FOR OVER THREE WHOLE DAMNED HOURS. 3.5+ HOURS THERE ABOUT WITH AND WITHOUT THE FRANKENSTEIN MASK. WITH AND WITH OUT CONTRAST. A NEW HALF-a-FACE MASK AND A FUCKING CONTRAPTION THAT WRAPPED AROUND ME, MY ARMS AND CHEST AND STOMACH! WELL, SHIT NO THAT DIDN'T WORK, WE RELEASED MY ARMS! MY HYPER-ACTIVE, CLAUSTROPHOBIC, TWITCHING UPPER BODY. THE PAINS IN MY NECK, BACK, EARS AND SKULL. AS I LISTENED TO THIS MADDENING MACHINE FOR OVER THREE HOURS! WTF IS THAT?!...

... tonight, and all evening, and since I left the Starbucks that was across the street, I have not felt myself. My core is sensitive and I really haven't wanted to speak to anyone tonight. It's best this way, en'it?

I have had the entire spectrum of my Meniere's sounds and noises, run through this skull today. All day. My tears came too easily earlier this morning. I am not accustomed to what it feels like when I am lied too and disrespected. How are you as a company really going to by pass a customer over another because of ethnicity. And why lie to a customer like I was lied to this morning?

What about this, why even lie? Seen.

The balance and coordination pieces have been fair today. Too many bumps into and hitting my legs on walls and furniture. I have had several inner ear spasms in both ears. There has been a steady dizziness that seems to have lingered since yesterday. From light to heavy, I must navigate with caution. I don't throw myself with reckless abandon into stuff. Usually. Dig?