SEPTEMBER 17, 2002
I woke up early this morning with intentions of cleaning up the house a little before my friend came over. I ended up not having enough energy to do it. I hate mornings. They always cause memories to flood back to me. Mostly from school. At this exact moment I'd be rushing around the house getting ready for school. Now I sit lay here stressing about about having to leave the house today. It's just not right. I had PT again yesterday - beginning of my 3rd week. So, I have 5 more to go. My birthday seems like the time I will find out whether rehab will work and if hearing is permanently gone. I'm very scared.
Like clockwork, I got really bad dizzy attacks at around 8AM. I had to take all of my dizzy and nausea medications. They made me fall asleep for a few hours and I was still tired when my friend got here. Good news is that I didn't have any major attacks afterward. I managed to spend about 5 hours with her. However, most of it was just sitting and talking.
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