I know I haven't been posting as I should, and I'm sorry for that, but it's difficult to do so when your world is constantly spinning around you like a top.

It takes about four times longer to type anything than it usually does for me, and it's even harder to read; not to mention that the drugs they have me on tend to make me more scatterbrained than a Blond on Tequilla. Rather than trying to egage in any arguments on the issues of the day, I'm just trying to make sense of simple sentences like "He went to the creek to get some water".

I find myself wondering why he's going to the creek rather than the kitchen faucet, and if the creek water has been tested safe by the local water board or not. How does he get to the creek; does he walk or ride a bike? How cold is the water? How deep is the creek? Why in the HELL am I concerned about some dumbass using unprocessed water? Do I know this yahoo?

See what I mean? Hopefully the Docs will get my dosages correct soon and I'll revert to my usual (semi)logical/sane self. It's really frustrating. All the symptoms of my CVA seem to manifest internally except for the loss of a regular sense of balance, and to someone that doesn't know me that just looks like I've drunk one or two too many martinis, hence worthy of only disgust at a sloppy drunk. I'm doing my exercises and believe it or not, my Doc told me that trying to post at least once or twice every day should be a part of my rehabilitation regimen...only thing is that I just can't get anything up worth reading, so if there are some strange things up the next couple weeks, please bear with me. Laugh at the idiocy, be assurred I am. Beats crying.

Posted by: Delftsman3 at 08:47 PM | Comments (2) | Add Comment
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