OMFG, the loud car stereo that went by shortly after 7 may have even woken Tom up. LOUDEST EVER! I both felt and heard it loud and clear. Adult parks are nothing like they used to be. I know we’re never going to be the 100 feet away from the road I’d need to be to protect my sleep (until things get even louder), but if we could get a few more feet than this and less traffic in Florida, at least I could go back to being woken up a few times a month instead of a few times a week. Thunderstorms may make up for it, but oh well. I’m used to shitty sleep and noisy places, like it or not. At least this time around I finally got to sleep without being woken up. I just didn’t feel the least bit refreshed upon waking up. I could tell before getting up that I was in for a dizzy day, too. Thought it might be better today, but it isn’t.

Geri had some loud diesel truck at her place hauling something in or out like she does every now and then. Not sure what the hell that’s all about. The truck is now parked in front and it looks like a washer and dryer are sitting in back of it.

Of course there have been planes too, but not so bad these last few days.

Now I’m hearing what might be gunshots. Can’t say for sure.

I woke up feeling anything but refreshed, as I said, even though I slept quite a while. Beginning yesterday I’ve been having that same kind of dizziness and fatigue I had at the end of last year before I saw Doc A and my good ear appeared to be clogged up. She said it’s possible to get a cold where its only symptoms are fatigue and dizziness, but I don’t feel like I have a cold and my schedule has pretty much grounded me indoors so I haven’t been anywhere lately where I could get sick.

Since Tom has the control over his schedule that I can only dream of having, he’s going to get up a little earlier so we can go to Walgreens for a few treats. Funny how now that I decide to binge till I pop, I’m not even that hungry. For the most part, I just eat when I’m hungry and that’s what I feel best doing, even if that means having 1500 to 2000 calories a day. That’s what my body feels it needs. At 1200 or lower I feel horrible.

Anyway, we’ve been oiling both ears because my bad ear has build-up and my good ear is waxy because of the earbud. Still feel pretty out of it. Mustering up enough energy to stay on the skier where I’m at now isn’t easy.

I’m just tired of having one fucking problem after another! When can I go one lousy week where I don’t have any issues? Minor things that we all have, I can see, but this is just fucking ridiculous. Yeah, I’m glad I’m not anxious but suffering is suffering and I’m tired of it. I never should have gotten these rats not just because I knew damn well they would be overly timid, but because I feel bad that they want to come out and run around and I just don’t have the energy to keep up with them. If it weren’t for me having good balance, I would have hit the floor a few times by now. No way we’re getting a dog after he retires. No way. Not only would it be my shit luck that I’d get one so timid it wouldn’t come near me and I’d have to practically chase it to get it to go outside or whatever, but by then, who knows what kind of health I’ll be in.

This dizziness seems a bit extreme for clogged ears, especially since the R ear is better and the L ear has never made me dizzy before. Never been diagnosed with anemia before (if anything my red blood cell count is slightly high), and my blood sugar is definitely not too low since it was 111 yesterday before eating. I was surprised and dismayed to find my blood sugar over 100 after we tested it for the first time in centuries with his home testing kit. He’s always been borderline diabetic but I’m guessing that since we already made it to our fifties and sixties without needing medication for it despite both our mothers being diabetics as well as other family members, we probably won’t ever need treatment. Not if I keep active. It’s just that while it’s simple enough to not overdo the sugar, I can’t always be active if I feel dizzy or run down. 4 minutes was all I could do on the treadmill and now I’m lying in bed and feeling like I could just close my eyes and drift off. Only problem is the house needs to be cleaned and I do have pets, like it or not. They at least deserve some attention. Tom feels confident it’s my ear, saying that when you’re dizzy lying down it’s almost always that. I can’t think of anything else it could be but I wish I knew for sure. It seems like it lasted close to a week the last time I had it. I’m making a point of documenting things better.

Another thing that seems to be getting worse and worse is my vision. I wonder if my vision would be this bad if I wasn’t on this medication which is also listed as possibly causing blurred vision. Tom thinks I would. Yeah, probably so. At age 42 my vision had progressed to where it usually is at age 48, the age I was when I started levothyroxine.

I just hope to hell I don’t get anxious since we’re coming up on Monday morning. Hate this time of the week.

I created a template and made a health blog on Blogger but decided to keep my second Twitter account for throwing on pictures whenever I wake up and take my vitamins so I can keep track of that as well. I did a poll on my main Twitter account asking if people thought I should keep the other account for wakeup and vitamin times, deactivate it, or do something else with it. I wanted to see if I would get any yeses, which I would guess would be from Aly, and I did. One yes and one deactivate it.

Another pit bull mauling. Why is it always them? I get that how you treat an animal influences its behavior, but sadly, many animals are mistreated. So why is it only them to fight back, or at least mostly them? Every now and then I hear of a German Shepherd or a Rottweiler being involved, but it seems like 90% are pit bulls. Well, fortunately, Aly’s was treated well before she got it because it’s been a very friendly dog, even if it’s only part pit.

I think the bad dream that I thought I had three nights ago was connected to Nissan. Something about her and maybe others trying to legally screw me. Good thing my trolling days are behind me and I won’t be messing with her then.

Two nights ago I had a dream I was on probation again, and once again Scot B was my PO. But this type of probation required me to stay in some kind of group home. I don’t know what my charges were but I was being moved to a different home and worried that they wouldn’t transfer my medication since we weren’t allowed to pack ourselves.

I was playing around with this guy in the dream and we were playfully shoving each other but Scot got the wrong idea and told the guy, “If you hurt her I’ll (something very threatening).”

In last night’s dream, I was decorating the front of Bob & Virginia’s place only it looked much different. The places were bigger, they had actual yards and were on a dead-end. I found some animal statues to place around the front of their place and when I looked upward, I saw this giant arch over their driveway and realized I couldn’t reach its ledge to decorate it as well, so I told Bob he could deal with that much himself.

Then I was trying to find a new home for 3 rats and Paula offered to take them, but I didn’t want to leave them in the hands of someone so dumb and unstable.

So I decided I was going to keep the rats for myself but I didn’t want anyone to know for some reason, so I snatched a bag of bedding from somewhere as I was walking down a street and cutting through a parking lot when some guy asked what the hell I was doing.

I shrugged and smiled and said, “Oh, just looking for a place for these guys.

Then I quickly crouched behind a bush on the corner of a street the next block over. It was dark and I wasn’t facing the street but could tell a large dog passed by behind me by the sound of its footsteps and the way it was breathing. I quickly jumped up and started running, hoping it wouldn’t spot me and give chase, and it didn’t.

Then there was something about seeing Stacey. I’m not sure if I was discussing it or I actually did but I guess I did because I was walking through a parking lot with Tom and heading toward our car when I sensed her watching me through a window and felt a bit self-conscious which isn’t something I usually feel unless it’s someone I like or care about.

Then I suddenly pulled the door handle of the wrong car and an alarm started sounding. Tom had somehow gotten several yards ahead of me when this happened and some kind of cop or security guard came hurrying toward me as I explained it was a mistake. The guy was smiling, but Tom, who was standing further behind him, was sort of looking at me like I’d lost my mind.