The Voices Come Back. My Ear And Facial Spasms And Pains Return

Kind One's,

I began this communique last evening and was psychically unable to complete it. It was one of those disgusting, most dreadful, nauseating places to be, when Life like that happens to us.
Yes, it just happens with me, on and on with these damned diseases and dreadful pains through-out my back and ribs and shoulders - then, out of no where I was vomiting harshly. Violently and with projection! I don't remember what happened, not the time or what it was that brought on such a sudden, surprising, state attack of being when engulfed by some sort of strange spinning sensation! A tornado. I was a fucking 'Human Top', and I am still dealing with post attack symptoms of whatever sort of attack that took place here and I am pleased to report I have been able to beat the sleep today, I am committed to taking my medicine on time and have taken my medicines as ordered. So yes, I am a bit put off by this sudden, disgusting drama, perpetrated by a damned disease I still don't know shit about! For now, I'll say it is all a mystery. It could have been a Meniere's attack, I don't know, one of those sneak attacks, like an Air Strike, to invade, then move along. Yes, my guests, there is that damned disease called Meniere's again. The same Meniere's that has me by the throat and bits of my undercarriage. It knows that I live here, so it lives here with me, my wife and our hounds. I know this, it's just that this is a disease that has created so many issues of health and odd side affects. Then there are those that stir my emotional state of mind, my emotional mood. There are symptoms and scenario's of what is happening in my life and health now. My health, that are an absolute of every day in my Life. Illnesses and being sick of illnesses are beginning to sink in hard and heavy.

Problems with my cervical spine and several Neurological issues are being addressed with a procedure at Moffitt Cancer Center. There is the very one, the true, Thoracic 1, and my lower lumbar spine are definite issues that will also be dealt with by procedure and surgery as too, but I can't see or be expected to be thrown threw hoops or surgical marathons. My professor and doctors have begun by starting from the top of my frame, to the very lower parts and innards of my back.

Oh yeah, this very back that has been there for me and has carried me through many fantastic years of good living and such great working opportunities with my occupations. Those sweet fun times of playing sports when I was not too much younger. Living the life.! I enjoyed the soft ball field, baseball games, flag foot ball and other fun things to do before Meniere's threw my life through changes I would have never imagines. For shits sake. I see it now, I believe there's a direct  message from the Great One. Oh, how I say Thank You, My Good Great God, Thank You!

All of what is going on Neurologically, has been on a per step basis, plus Botox procedure every three months. My Professor, She-With-Many-Names, has led the way with several different options and continues to work with me on finding the just right one thing. I feel her enthusiasm.. Her passion with every breath she takes. Going on with her job, me, and going on to report, as far what she has seen and worked on, this case has been classified as "one of the worst cases she has seen", while speaking with a visiting physician, who was there to observe the procedure of BOTOX Injections. A fine good fellow physician, who is introducing the procedure at his practice. Bless my professionals, my doctors and surgeons, my professor and nurses. They are all Teachers teaching teacher's. This is a blessing to me. I believe so.

Note: From this point on, is from last night. 10 March 2014.

Relations,

Hello. I have just had to retreat from a full frontal attack on of all nights!? Focus, Sir. I've had some days over the past week that presented new and grueling challenges. One being this present five day run with a case of liquid bowel movements. Yes Ma'am, just the way it sounds. A foul case of liquid bowel movements. So I drink coconut water. Drinking plenty water and pineapple juice, cranberry juice and plenty of filtered water chilled from the ice box to cleanse my toxic and bitter system being attacked by something. I am ignorant of what a doctor would say, but I knew I was dealing with what sounded and felt like a stomach virus or minor infection/bug of a sort. There's so many sick folks out there America. And I happen to frequent these establishments that would have peoples with germs and what not. When my body speaks to me, I've learned to listen. That may have taken a bit over half of a century - but I know now. I can proclaim this! Yes, now then, back to that Thursday evening last week, I was experiencing a quake called Meniere's! Times I had to contend with episodes of active and sudden bouts of liquid bowel movements. Oh. No, it's not too funny. Having to monitor every cough, every sneeze, and heavens forbid needing to pass some toxic roaming gases from within these 25.5 miles of intestines, stomach, tubeage, accessories and what not. Oh please. Please, let me vent even if but for one brief moment because, I have been so sick that I have had horrific spams in my back. Horrible nines and tens, thrice times I was prepared to go to the emergency department. Both for this torturous pain that alters my life before my eyes. My hearing and worsening eye sight join in for some stupid ass games.

Voices have become active. More active I could say too. Sounds, distorted vision and visions. I hear them speak again with urgent verbiage and demanding requests and orders. I have slept, sheltering myself from these pains and the Meniere's that rock my world. The one deaf ear on my left side keeps picking up sounds of a satellite very clear and definitely very loud. Please, know these sounds have been unusually commanding these past few days. Frustratingly demanding and takes my breath as asthma and disease take my breathe away, and I know I have been sick for days. Well, for much longer than that even, but maybe you understand. Blame it on me being a Mixed Breed and Bloodiness. Quickly because I am becoming sicker with motion to and from screen. Noises of loud insects now combat the crickets and cicadas that live here inside my house by the tens of thousands. So loud it reminds me of the Everglades. Okay. I have had projectile vomit that injured my already hurting and very sore back.

I am going sick and have stomach acids in my mouth. I want to go lay down one minute.

It is now 0108. 12 March 2014. Life.