As The World Spins
I chose this name for my blog (well, it was one of my brainstorms that Colette really liked and we went with it) because anyone who has or knows someone who has Meniere’s Disease knows intimately well that your world is like a spinning top.
I wrote a poem and an essay a couple years ago about my spinning world. When attending amusement parks, carnivals and fairs I always wanted to get on the rides that would spin. I loved the carousel and the TN Twister. If it spun I would ride it. I would be caught quite often, in spare moments, spinning around in my office chair at work. My favorite holiday game is Dreidels. I always liked to watch them spin around. Then one fateful day in the autumn of 2004 I started to spin.
Seeing the world spinning around when you are not on an amusement park ride nor intoxicated can be quite scary. Making things worse is the hearing loss and constant tinnitus that all but drives you mad. You sit and wonder what you have done wrong or could have done differently to prevent this monster from invading your life. Then there are the moments that you contemplate doing as van Gogh and cutting off the offensive anatomy realizing that you will no longer have ears to hold up your glasses and you let the feeling pass.
What are your thoughts and feelings? How do you cope? What is it that keeps you from going utterly and completely mad?