Inner Ear Spasms

I have had Inner Ear Spasms for years. Something, like these spasms can rock a persons way of life. As this has rocked mine and my families and friends way of life. I mean, for shits sake, I know I'm not the same old me too damned much, but friends, let me say something about the sound of the train as it passes my trailer house out side of Galveston. It feels really weird to have the very Earth Mother tremble beneath our feet.

These spasms, are so deep and so wide in diameter that I am unable to figure out how much space I am speaking of. My Facial Spasms have increased in amount of spasms and power of the FACIAL SPASM! Dearest One's, you know that doesn't make a bit of sense to me and the direction I walk in this life of mine...

...and what a wonderful Life this has been! I love Life! I miss My Life!

There are many times when I consider the oddities of life being Deaf and hard of Hearing. Oh, poop! I must remember to speak with doctor about implant and plate in skull. I want to say more than poop, you know? Poop. Poop. Poop! Okay then. Because this is maddening.

The pains that are generated by these spasms are so severe that all of life must stop. I rub and manipulate and massage as much as I can. My fingers punk out, Dear One's, come Friday, morning everything changes with life and muscles, and better self care and motivation to push. Team Moffitt will be putting me to nite-nite and hook up my back. Please? Please? Seen.

I am thinking about another tattoo. No $$, LOL!! One with a musical note with the not working sign layed across it. So cool! No, I don't hear in this ear, so please, don't get bitter if I have to ask you more than once to repeat something. Eh? I mean, please. How in the world does someone want to be Deaf? Camel Poop! Please. Post Surgery? I am scared. I am really. Oh, God. But, I can't live with this torture any longer. Thank you! Thank You Team Moffitt!! Thank you Kin!!