Barking Like a Seal


So, last night I got a wonderful call and my most little brother, who is actually much bigger than me but considerably younger, is coming up to visit. No special reason that I know of, but it is nice. I will get to see all the girls too! So, of course everyone wakes up this morning coughing and sounding like barking seals.

Ain’t nobody got time for that! Insert Sweet Brown remix here.

Anyway, if nothing else the house will get a good dusting & vacuum, Even though I am allergic to cats, Pixie is really, really allergic so I need to try and de-Mama the house lol

She has been spending her days lounging on either the couches or the princess chairs and while I know the rule was supposed to be ‘no animals’ on the furniture, it had to be modified to ‘No Dogs’. Otherwise, the boys wouldn’t be allowed to sit on the couches either, and to be honest, everyone is too afraid of Mama to make her move.

This spring will make her about 24 giver or take a few- years old, I think- if the vets were correct when we first got her. Or she got us. But they said she was between 8 and 10 years old then and that was 2001, when she wandered up and dumped kittens on us. I wouldn’t trade her for anything though and I am glad she is as remarkably healthy as she is.

Boy, I really got off track there! So, with visitors coming, I am fairly certain they don’t know about the Menier’s yet, so I suppose we need to have a little talk. Joy, I am just so much better on paper, talking- not so much.

Which makes me come off as rude. Which I am not trying to be, but with my hearing working like an on/off switch, phone conversations are interesting and pretty annoying on my end.

Yes, I am well aware of the relay service I could get. But, I don’t want to do that. Just like I have a really handy, dandy walking stick that is customized for me and how I walk and while it makes a world a difference in making me more confident that I won’t simply fall over, I have yet to take it outside the house.

Since, when did I become so prideful that I care, what people think? I think I have always had issues with not wanting people to think I am weak or incapable of something and while I can’t exactly point to the reason why I am like that, I probably don’t want to know anyway.

So, any and all apparent walking /hearing aids will be avoided at all costs .

Unless it is a pony, or donkey. Do they have service ponies for hearing?

But, I am not in the middle of an ‘attack’ right now, just the normal BPPV- slightly off-kilter balance, so all in all pretty good. I will stop complaining and be happy for what I do have. Besides, today, I am going to make sun dried tomatoes 😉

 

 

 

 

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How Bizarre


Have you ever had one of those nights where your dreams are just remarkably bizarre?

Between bouts of getting up to pee- lovely side affect of new med to keep the tilt-a-whirl, tilting less, I had weird dreams of vikings in my doctors office and then Sam – the dog- talking to me about how she doesn’t appreciate the lack of trust and she promises not to break any more windows, the kennel is just not necessary.
That was just one, I am getting up about every 2-3 hours, so each one was more crazy.
Really weird is after the dream about Sam lecturing me, she comes in the bathroom, sits down in front of me and then winks at me.
I think I need therapy.

So, I was doing some research on service dogs and I can’t seem to find one that is both a hearing and a balance dog. But, there are quite a few people who are deaf because of Meniere’s, so what is up with that? I refuse to be trapped at home and never leave because I will fall over or because I can’t hear. My left ear works pretty good for now.
But, from what I was reading, the preferred dogs for balance are Great Danes or Labs- the reason, from what I was reading was you need a strong dog. Duh, but I have two very strong dogs and Sam is really smart, but she isn’t as big as Kenya who is pushing the scales at a very stout 72 pounds of Staffordshire terrified.
Sam is only 48-50 depending on how much running she does. So, while Kenya would be the stronger, she doesn’t have the temperament – Sam does have the brains and the temperament- but not the build.
Then there is the issue of training.
Moving on.
Took a break to take the boys to the bus stop. Longest trip ever! First off I did take the cane, the boys wanted me to take my Gandolf staff, but for now I will only use that in the yard. Anyway, so every can see me with the cane – embarrassing. Plus, when anyone would ask what happened- one of my lovely sons, was very happy to shout out that ‘mommy kept falling when she was making pear jam’. Thanks buddy.
He is running for Student Council and has aspirations of politics. We should probably have a discussion about ‘need to know’, ‘over sharing’,and ‘TMI’.Also, the walk home took flippin’ forever, brick sidewalks.
Off to work now, for as long as I can stand the tilt-a-whirl, if my computer monitor would hold still, things would be much easier lol.