Today was not a good day health wise for me. I took to the lounge sofa by late morning to endure quite a long meniere’s episode and I can’t say I’m entirely over it with the room lightly spinning and the with the remainder of a migraine-like headache. So I’ve been laying in a darkened room most of the day waiting for it to pass. During an attack I will often try to divert my attention or have something to listen to and decided to flick through the afternoon TV channels, only able to listen and not watch, feeling somewhat like I would have done on a day off sick from school (though in those days there was little other than schools programmes to see and the most entertaining piece of TV was often the 60 second clock countdown to some educational item or other).
Animals often sense things are wrong in a family member and our cat snuggled up close to me until late afternoon when she promptly walked all over me, had a stretch, jumped off the sofa and then as if on cue promptly threw up into my shoes that were closeby.
I rather regret turning on the TV. What was I thinking? I managed to listen to a whole episode of Never the Twain from the early 80’s (yes, I was THAT ill!!!). So complete was the dialogue that it could have been a radio play albeit a very hammy one. This was followed by another 80’s classic, Home to roost with John Thaw & Reece Dinsdale. I then flicked around some more, watched a bit of news 24 (that cheered me up…er…) , avoiding the shopping channels and then decided that this really wasn’t helping (duh!). I currently have a yummy(!) Buccastem tablet under my top lip to help quell my meniere’s and migraine. This tablet tastes like you would imagine washing powder might taste and that will leave a lasting taste for a day or so and inflame my top lip in a way that makes it feel like I’ve had a backstreet collagen injection that leaves me with a numb but plump top lip (it’s an attractive look). Isn’t medicine fun?
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