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Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Response To Inquiry's, Meniere's Disease: Psychological Suicide, Ear Popping and F*** Meniere's

Kindred,

I considered that I would take a few minutes to address three topics that came across. I'll take one at a time specifying as I address them. These are not in any fashion in any order and are replied to honestly and only as a patient of Meniere's Disease. I am not a Doctor or Health Professional of any sort. These are simply a response to inquires, questions and again, are address to as the question came up in search. Inquiry's


We had a guest who in no uncertain way or another, stated "fuck Meniere's disease". Just like that. Hmm, what can I say but other than for fucking real fuck meniere's disease! I wonder if I should type that 100 times someday, somewhere. But yeah! *fuck meniere's disease*.

Oh Goodness Gracious, Great Ball's On Fire! One dear reader addressed - meniere's disease ear popping. I will share and say simply that this is from my perspective and experience ONLY. I share and say, BOTH MY LEFT DEAF EAR AND MY RIGHT HARD OF HEARING EAR, pop all the damned time. Every day - without FAIL. Everyday - every week - every month! For years! So yes, I personally agree and am able to provide testimony that "I", have had ear popping from before the diagnosis. Oh, and please let me share this. Even though I am 100% Deaf in my Left Ear, I can still feel, sometimes with a vengeance my Deaf Ear Pop. Usually, when this happens I have a big start and have had too many embarrassing moments to share about "meniere's disease, ear popping.

Due to the nature of this form of questioning and or type of connection, contact, I must make perfectly clear I approach this with only my gut and emotion, because I have been here and have worn these size shoes before. This reader addressed me by 'menerie's psychological suicide. Right. This is where I say steadfast that I am a patient. I have been a patient with Meniere's and it's subsequent attacks and surgery's. My goodness what an experience. As a patient I am Very Happy with my Surgeon, my Meniere's Disease Specialist, is someone very near and dear to me. I love him and trust him with my life. He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, changed my life. Forever. As I knew damned well beforehand that shit was about to happen. With My doctor, his Audiologist, and awesome staff across the Team are extraordinary Folks. BUT! You see, I had to make that commitment to myself first! There were things that I had to take care of before the surgery's that would render me Deaf. I was swiftly heading in that direction and this Right Good Doctor diagnosed me minutes after we met with this fucking Meniere's Disease. Read. My left eye orb has still not recovered from any surgery's. I mean Morrison, I've had so many surgery's that made my face distort, I looked like some sort of freak. I had so many surgery's and procedures I have lost count. Honest to God. Oh, how I have photos of me then but I am embarrassed to share them. Dear Reader! Understand this! I have had to commit many small emotional and psychological Death's since these diseases and their symptoms created such horrific like scenario's - where one can only scream and howl with our guttural mammal instinct and thoughts and ways of living change forever in my one afternoon. So shit yes, chips of me had to be chipped away, a major life change was upon me and my path. The stresses were through the roof! My Good God, there were so too many Wars and Battles going on within. So many that caused and helped my battle wounds fester create infections from the diseases in my body. I'm alive and plan to live on as long as Great Spirit will have me here on Mother Earth. The emotional and psychological stuff was mine and is mine today. This is why I visit with the same therapist I hired about six or so years ago. From right there, Sir Dude, my therapist has been a core member of my team. I give him and feel obliged to provide same respect as any other member on my team. With his guidance, I have been ago to chip and go. I have to come out of this for real shitty disease alive and happy. Yes, for real.

Peace, you all!! Thanks for the holler!

Ciao, Becky!!

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