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  • It’s interesting juxtaposing our trip down here to Virginia Beach a year ago, to this one. Then, I was coming off a summer of vertigo hell, still getting used to the idea that I had a brain tumor that no one knew, nor could predict, what kind of damage it would or wouldn’t do – in fact, it was difficult finding out much information about it at all, it was so rare.

    I had also been living in a state of not hearing half \ of what was being said around me for a couple of years. I was kind of a mess, and really needed the time away here, to relax and recalibrate. I also had a big writing project at work that I was wrapping up, with a deadline of a week after I got back. Instead of obsessing over it while I was here, I opted to just relax, and finish it when I got back home.

    This year, much has changed, though there are similarities. I’ve had the benefit of the hearing aid for the past year. What a difference it makes to be able to hear everything people are saying around me! I’d gotten so tired of saying, “what?”, “could you repeat that?”, or leaning my good ear in the direction of the speaker, hoping to maybe hear a little more, while looking really funny. By the end of a day full of meetings, I’d be worn out, and didn’t know why.

    The tumor is now gone. The vertigo and migraines, after a recent resurgence, have subsided for the past week. Hopefully, with a medication level change, they’ll be kept at bay for a while. Work has been the chief cause of my stress of late, mainly because a big writing project that I’ve barely started on, is due in a week. Again, I am opting to not obsess over it, trusting that I’ll find the time and wherewithal to complete it once we get back home. I’m here to relax and recharge.
  • We’re staying at a Bed and Breakfast we stayed at two and a half years ago when we came down here to celebrate our anniversary. It’s very nice. The rooms have all the modern comforts with a historic feel, with old style furniture, and a state of the art steam-room shower. They go to great lengths to make the breakfast memorable – this morning we had something called paper jacks, a crepe-like thing made just so, so good it didn’t need syrup or anything.

    We got massages at the same place we went to last year. That time, my massage therapist talked a lot, and had some helpful things to suggest for living with my condition. This time, she barely said a word, but delivered one of the best massages I’ve had. She knew how to find the spots, and to unravel all those knots and blockages. What a difference a good massage makes!

    We enjoyed the afternoon on the beach, just lounging in our beach chairs, reading, napping, enjoying the sound of the pounding of the waves on the surf, and the sea-salt smell on the steady breeze. After sitting there awhile, we realized that fall really is upon us – we were actually getting a little chilly!

    Tonight, we’ll be eating at the Tradewinds Restaurant, a place we ate at last year and experienced one of the more spectacular sunsets I’ve witnessed, which we took in from the porch right outside the restaurant, before enjoying a scrumptious seafood feast. We were having trouble remembering the name of the place – it’s about a 20 minute ride up the coast from here. It occurred to me that I probably wrote about it last year, and sure enough, I even mentioned the name of it in my story. Within minutes, Kathy was on “Open Table”, booking a table for right around sunset.

    Stress – what’s that? It’s good to get away and leave it all behind, whenever you can. Relaxation is a good thing. Perspective helps, too. It’s hard to believe I was feeling as stressed out as I was, just a day or two ago.
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