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Divine Intervention…
One morning while sitting at my kitchen table wallowing in self-pity, my hand picked up a pen and began to write…. I often think “why did this happen to me? Why have I been put in this condition? What did … Continue reading
Coping, discovering, finding a way…
Although the things I’ve described so far seem dark and unforgiving, somehow I was able to cope with what happened. I did indeed wander aimlessly through the confines of uncertainty and grief yet I still ponder what it was … Continue reading
What was my work history prior to all this happening?
So, what kind of work history did I have prior to all this happening? I think I have an eclectic resume of employment that never bored me, and always challenged me. I began my employment history, like almost every … Continue reading
Making it up, making believe
So, there I was, finished with physical therapy. As if the 12 weeks I was afforded by my health insurance had made some miraculous change in me… Sorry to say, it didn’t. I wobbled, banged, crashed, stumbled and fell just … Continue reading
An Anatomy Lesson
I believe it would be helpful to provide some basic anatomical information to provide you with a better understanding to what a vestibular system is and why it’s so important to our connection to our surroundings, our center and, to … Continue reading
Ah, the Joys of Physical Therapy…
It took weeks for the proper paperwork between insurance and referrals to coordinate so I could begin physical therapy that, as the doctor had put it, will help me “get use to it” referring to the damage the antibiotic Gentamicin … Continue reading
Noise, Noise, Noise
The ride home with Mom was spent in painful silence. Neither of us could come up with anything to say. But in my head there were incredibly noisy screams of fear, anger, confusion and uncertainty. What the hell was … Continue reading
The Discovery
When the tests were finally completed I was told that the doctor would be in shortly to talk to me about the results. I needed to use the restroom and on my own made my way to it by hanging … Continue reading
Testing… 1, 2, 3…..
I spent the remainder of that evening frantic and tearfully waiting for the next day to call my doctor and talk about what I had discovered. I prayed that what I found had nothing to do with my symptoms, that … Continue reading
Pills, Fear, and Forever Changed
I felt that no one was listening to my concerns. I had a bad feeling that what I was experiencing had something to do with the antibiotics I had been taking. I tried to communicate this but it seemed to … Continue reading