If you want to go with me for a spell, sit back, kick your shoes off a spell and we'll connect.
I was able to finally get sleep and slept for just about twenty-four hours on the dot. I was so short of calling He-Who-Touched-My-Brain and having my wife take me to the emergency department, it didn't even matter to me which hospital we would go to, I just knew that something not right was going on inside my skull. Yesterday early noon my near delirious butt finally succumbed to the call of the wild - the natural instinct to close eyes to sleep and slumber. I did and I hit REM so many times and fell into a deep slumber, I had dream after dream. I slept so very uninterrupted you see, because I was uninterruptable I reckon. I seem to remember once, Brenda checking on me or asking me some question about, only God knows what. I was in this sleep so deep, I had been directed to some form of exhaustion induced coma. I do not know why there was such a gap without sleep. Now that I've had my rest I feel less pressed to follow up on this with any of my doctor's. I am scheduling an appointment with my Internist for later on this week though. Had laboratory work done not long ago and I would like to follow up on that, as well as have a face to face with my doctor. There has been a connection made between my new neurologist's office manager and I. Thanks to 'Von over at He-Who-Touched-My-Brain's clinic. There is an issue with the time between now and the scheduled date. I am needing to see a neurologist sooner - not later. For Shits Sake, give me a break, Miss.Office Manager's, talking about February 2013 sometime. I tried hard not to laugh, but couldn't help myself. Yes, I understand she is a world renowned doctor and has a list of degree's reading like which university didn't she graduate from, but dammit if I'm not really tired of this practice of hurry up and wait. This is me sitting here, she may have had someone else in mind. I will be having a follow up conversation with Miss. Office Manager, in the morrow.
These appointments are scheduled by me for me. I don't have a secretary or an assistant. I schedule the transport via HARTPlus and follow their rules and guidelines. Their schedules are such that many times, entire days are blocked out due to the processes set in place by the Mass Transit System. Honey please, I am not complaining in anyway about this. I am blessed and am privileged to be provided this opportunity for affordable transport. With the exception of Miss. Too Fast - Too Furious-For-Me, I have not had any issue with any driver. They have all been so professional, kind and respectful. It's just that these appointment's are all a part of the direction and energy I am moving forward with. If one day is taken up by an appointment I make do.
Quite honestly, a major stress factor for me is the insurance thing. A huge factor that is influenced by the strike of mid-night, 31 December 2013. What the feck? Want me to lie? Not here, I don't have to. I have this keen impression there will be a plethora of tests and I'll be subjected to a series of examinations...
...there is an urgency for me to have MY DOCTOR, look in my face with their face and break it down for me. What type of Migraines do I have? What is very exactly wrong with my Cervical Spine? Just do what must be done and tell me what it is and why it is I have been led along in pain and sometimes pure agony for so long. Simply work with me and explain to me what it is that I must do and what may be done to have a better quality life. A life without the neurological pains and issues. This is what I'm expressing to you, my readers, because I will say this, what ever I do, I'm going to do it good. This is all a part of the business plan I speak of every once and again. No, not going 'there' tonight, but will say this Kindred, I assure you this, my purpose and intention's are actually taking place in my day-to-day life and on My Path. I see them happening sometimes before my eye's.
It's time to do it. No more pass-me-along. I have medical issues. Do it. Dig it?
I wish to thank He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, for introducing me to my new Neurologist. I know in my heart that you have done everything within your power and within your hands to help me with the Meniere's Disease. I understand that the neck bone is not connected to the ear bone, but damn Doctor Danner, this is mighty scary for me. We've had some incredible experiences with this Meniere's Disease, operations and subsequent Meniere's related health issues. Just knowing that you are on the same campus is a safety net for me Doc. We have made a mighty fine and Blessed team. It pleases me in prayer to know that you will always be here and be there for me. Thank You Lord, for leading me to my Right Good Doctor and Doc., I thank you and your wonderful hands.
With all my heart, Doctor D., I thank you.
From my Spirit's to your Spirit's, thank you to each and every one of my guests here visiting my home and My Path.
I have no more to say.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Judy Garland - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Relations,
This is a favorite from my childhood. I would weep every time I heard it. On a occasion, I still do.
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas!
Warmly,
Me
Saturday, December 1, 2012
0950 In The Morning. 01 December 2012
Well Folks,
It appears as if this dilemma persists with no regard for the one living in this skin.
The noises and sounds continue. Obnoxiously annoying and so damned loud.
I am totally exhausted. So much so, I feel as if I am at the beginning of not knowing what to do.
There will hopefully be some rest in my near future. There must be some rest...
...for all of me. My mind, body and Spirits. I need to sleep. But can not.
I feel as if I might vomit, the nausea is immediately above the base of my neck and chest.
If this continues into the afternoon, I think I'll call He-Who-Touched-My-Brain.
There's something that's not right here and I just can't put my fingers on it. I am not the one with the Medical Degree's...
...in my hearts of hearts, I know I need help soon. I do not know how much more of this I can take.
Yes, I am a survivor and yes, I am a Warrior, even the fittest of the fittest require rest and slumber.
Pardon the format with which I used to express myself. I am trying to say as much as possible in as little space as possible.
Damn these noises and sounds! A jet plane just swooped down over our house, engines blaring! Damn it to this state of dizziness. And damn it to the popping that has driven my right ear absolutely crazy. The verge of madness is centimeters from sanity. I know this.
I have nothing else to say but Meniere's fucking sucks!
It appears as if this dilemma persists with no regard for the one living in this skin.
The noises and sounds continue. Obnoxiously annoying and so damned loud.
I am totally exhausted. So much so, I feel as if I am at the beginning of not knowing what to do.
There will hopefully be some rest in my near future. There must be some rest...
...for all of me. My mind, body and Spirits. I need to sleep. But can not.
I feel as if I might vomit, the nausea is immediately above the base of my neck and chest.
If this continues into the afternoon, I think I'll call He-Who-Touched-My-Brain.
There's something that's not right here and I just can't put my fingers on it. I am not the one with the Medical Degree's...
...in my hearts of hearts, I know I need help soon. I do not know how much more of this I can take.
Yes, I am a survivor and yes, I am a Warrior, even the fittest of the fittest require rest and slumber.
Pardon the format with which I used to express myself. I am trying to say as much as possible in as little space as possible.
Damn these noises and sounds! A jet plane just swooped down over our house, engines blaring! Damn it to this state of dizziness. And damn it to the popping that has driven my right ear absolutely crazy. The verge of madness is centimeters from sanity. I know this.
I have nothing else to say but Meniere's fucking sucks!
The Landlord - Will Ferrell, And Pearl Too
Folks,
This is for my Brothers and Sisters around Mother Earth who may not have had a chance to see this hilarious comical skit Mr. Ferrell did with his toddler daughter Pearl.
Honey, Lil Pearl, sure does remind me of this grown ass Pearl who resides here within the confines of my skull. Both have so much in common! LOL!
Have a laugh and please do enjoy!
Sincerely,
Mario's Path
The Temptations - Silent Night
Kindred,
I want to try something different this year and that is celebrate the sounds of Christmas with all of my guests the world over. I will provide a wide range of the genre Holiday music. Have fun.
One of my family's yearly Christmas traditions is to pick up a new Christmas album or two for our entertainment, and yes, we do have quite the collection of Christmas holiday music.
So please, join me with celebrating this wonderful time of year and this celebration of Christmas. Sit back a minute or two and enjoy some really cool and awesome Christmas holiday sounds.
Merry and Happy Christmas!
Warmly,
Mario's Path
Dear Folks At Blogger, Please Read
Dearest Folks At Blogger,
My name is Mario Sierra. I am a faithful client and have always enjoyed the format you provide for us who enjoy communicating with people from across the globe.
The reason I send this brief communique is because I am requesting that blogger.com, please do stop promoting dating services or services that promote negative images of women on this blog. Since I have prepared and began the use of the new advertise product, also known as the old AdSense, I have never once indicated the desire to promote such business or company's on my blog. Scantly clad young women do not have any thing in common with what it is I attempt to communicate about the Meniere's Disease, Mario's Path. Please do consider my request and do understand my desire to promote other product that are not promoting women as the product.
I thank all of the hard working associates with this fantastic company and most of all I wish to share how much I appreciate all blogger.com has assisted me with in dealing with and combating this dreadful invisible disease, Meniere's.
Again, thank you for your assistance with this matter.
Sincerely,
Mario's Path
p.s. Merry and Happy Christmas!
My name is Mario Sierra. I am a faithful client and have always enjoyed the format you provide for us who enjoy communicating with people from across the globe.
The reason I send this brief communique is because I am requesting that blogger.com, please do stop promoting dating services or services that promote negative images of women on this blog. Since I have prepared and began the use of the new advertise product, also known as the old AdSense, I have never once indicated the desire to promote such business or company's on my blog. Scantly clad young women do not have any thing in common with what it is I attempt to communicate about the Meniere's Disease, Mario's Path. Please do consider my request and do understand my desire to promote other product that are not promoting women as the product.
I thank all of the hard working associates with this fantastic company and most of all I wish to share how much I appreciate all blogger.com has assisted me with in dealing with and combating this dreadful invisible disease, Meniere's.
Again, thank you for your assistance with this matter.
Sincerely,
Mario's Path
p.s. Merry and Happy Christmas!
0503 In The Morning
It is 0503 at this moment...
...here I sit tip-tapping on these keys to share this battle versus Meniee's in writing. So that people might read how this dreadful shit is. This is the first time that I have had this long an issue with the non-sleep. I am medicated and took my medicine an hour or so ago. Here I sit. I would much rather be here than watching television any time. Especially this sorry American television. So controlled - so censored. That, and the broadcasting company's have placed a two or three minute delay for the just in case somebody said shit or some shit like that off the cuff.
Well, let me fore-warn you then that I do not plan on editing shit from what I have to say as long as I am here tonight. I have visited Face Book, You Tube, tweaked my new twitter account and read some news and here I sit. In the same situation I was in earlier...
...exhausted with a body that aches and jumps when I lay down with attempts to slumber.
Noises and sounds remain the same with my left deaf ear continuing to beep. And fucking beep. I hear fields of locust, cicadas and crickets competing to see who might be the loudest. There have been a couple of times when it seemed that these sounds were coming from both ears simultaneously. Such crazy making. And then more crazy making. So here I sit.
When I look at the December calender, I see all of this started on the morning of 28 November. Today is the first day of December. In my eye's and in my brains I see what has extended over three nights and working on day four with approximately seven hours of sleep over this period of time. It was just last weekend that I was sleeping hours by the dozens because of the Meniere's attack. And Lord, I am so exhausted. I simply wish to get back into a routine of healthy sleeping. In the night with my wife by my side. There's something about all of this that tells me this is not too healthy at all. For now, I am and feel okay. Yes, I am tired. And with every damned thing I have mentioned earlier on this communique, there are issues for me and my family. The same communications made on other posts apply.
I simply write from my brains, heart and Spirit's, with truth and honesty, to provide the reader an idea of what Meniere's looks like from the inside out. None of this shit is fun. None of this is funny. I am still amazed at how some find amusement with this invisible disease. I really am.
I hurt, I am hurt and shunned. Karma's for real. With the battles I fight and win I gain the will to continue this war versus the diseases that dwell within. Yes, I'm sure missing a whole bunch of folk and am truly amazed at how so many of my Kinfolk and Kindred disregard me. Sad shit.
En'it?
I have nothing else to say.
...here I sit tip-tapping on these keys to share this battle versus Meniee's in writing. So that people might read how this dreadful shit is. This is the first time that I have had this long an issue with the non-sleep. I am medicated and took my medicine an hour or so ago. Here I sit. I would much rather be here than watching television any time. Especially this sorry American television. So controlled - so censored. That, and the broadcasting company's have placed a two or three minute delay for the just in case somebody said shit or some shit like that off the cuff.
Well, let me fore-warn you then that I do not plan on editing shit from what I have to say as long as I am here tonight. I have visited Face Book, You Tube, tweaked my new twitter account and read some news and here I sit. In the same situation I was in earlier...
...exhausted with a body that aches and jumps when I lay down with attempts to slumber.
Noises and sounds remain the same with my left deaf ear continuing to beep. And fucking beep. I hear fields of locust, cicadas and crickets competing to see who might be the loudest. There have been a couple of times when it seemed that these sounds were coming from both ears simultaneously. Such crazy making. And then more crazy making. So here I sit.
When I look at the December calender, I see all of this started on the morning of 28 November. Today is the first day of December. In my eye's and in my brains I see what has extended over three nights and working on day four with approximately seven hours of sleep over this period of time. It was just last weekend that I was sleeping hours by the dozens because of the Meniere's attack. And Lord, I am so exhausted. I simply wish to get back into a routine of healthy sleeping. In the night with my wife by my side. There's something about all of this that tells me this is not too healthy at all. For now, I am and feel okay. Yes, I am tired. And with every damned thing I have mentioned earlier on this communique, there are issues for me and my family. The same communications made on other posts apply.
I simply write from my brains, heart and Spirit's, with truth and honesty, to provide the reader an idea of what Meniere's looks like from the inside out. None of this shit is fun. None of this is funny. I am still amazed at how some find amusement with this invisible disease. I really am.
I hurt, I am hurt and shunned. Karma's for real. With the battles I fight and win I gain the will to continue this war versus the diseases that dwell within. Yes, I'm sure missing a whole bunch of folk and am truly amazed at how so many of my Kinfolk and Kindred disregard me. Sad shit.
En'it?
I have nothing else to say.
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