Spin City hits again....

Spin City hits again. I was so sure I was done with my midnight rides , being thrown out of my bed. But, last night.

I was sound asleep and all of a sudden I started spinning....

As I am typing this I just had another tiny one.

For all the times I have had spins , you would think you would imporive with spin management, but no.

It was awful.

It stopped and then my husband went to the bathroom and it happened again.

This time I was thrown out of bed like I was dropped off a cliff.

Horrible.

It took several hours before I could get back in bed.

Then, still dizzy for awhile .

Then, the depression starts....

Saying your peace....

Saying your peace.... It has been almost a year and a half since my surgery. Some of my friends never got around to seeing me. Too busy. Too scared to see me. Too whatever their reasons may be.

I was mostly strongly through my darkest hours with the support of my husband and some dear friends. But, now that I am better I have chosen to get some therapy to work through my long and arduous journey.

Some people I don't bother to tell them how I feel, some people I have talked to them and told them I was disappointed.

The best attitude is too except our new society and that things are not like when my parents where raising us.

Mostly, I am grateful for the support that I have gotten and that my life was spared.

Time to lean forward.