Ménière's disease

Ah my ears. My heart. My head. I sit here, frustrated, anxious, all while trying to bring myself to a peaceful place. Fighting the dizziness. Trying to work with the dizziness. Both ways are terrible. I cannot decide on either. I try to find something else to do to occupy my mind. For a moment I am fine and then I stumble, the room tilts. A constant reminder.

There is always the hearing loss. A side effect of the symptoms of Meniere's disease. The cilia in my inner ear are damaged when I have these episodes. The ringing, the fullness in my ears, the eerie feeling someone has placed a glass fishbowl on my head and I don't know about it. I get a little nauseous and it passes.

"You've lost more hearing in both of your ears this time, Liz." Excellent, I think to myself. Again? I was just here a month ago. Oh well, that's the nature of this whole thing. I struggle to accept it. It's a part of me now. Oh little inner ear. How small and powerful you are.