The Furious Spinner

Sick. Started off at 4:30 a.m. with bad allergy attack. Proceeded directly into vertigo. Bleck. And we don't have TV any more, so I was left to "lounge" on the couch, trying to be very still to quell the nausea and spinning and contemplate whether this was the "normal" vertigo I have been experiencing off and on since I first got labyrinthitis a decade ago or something new and awful. Gotta give a chronic worrier something to get her mind right—like TV—when she's sick. After a few hours, I was able to move a bit so Mario put on the movie The Right Stuff. I feel nostalgic toward the movie and the book. When I first got sick 23 years ago, I could hardly read for nearly a year. For some reason, this testosterone filled book was the first thing of any length I was able to read and finish. So I watched the flyboys toda;y as I went into and out of sleep.

Being in the labyrinth again today, as always, I think of the Minotaur and wonder what I can do to get myself out of the labyrinth and this underworld of chronic illness. I've never related to Theseus, as I've said before. I am soul sister to the monster at the center of the labyrinth. Misunderstood and just trying to get some peace and healing.

So no writing and very little reading today. Although it's nice to see Arianna pointing out some salient facts about the strange "news" coverage we've been getting as of late. I've also found the hearings regarding John Bolton (who is Bush's nominee for the U.S.'s main man in the U.N.) amusing. I'm not sure why. He so clearly hates the U.N. that I'm curious why he even wants the job. But that's all I can comprehend right now. Time to stop.

I shall try some sleep now. Cross your fingers nothing spins out of control... 0 comments

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