Can’t get rid of the thirst. Drinking water like it’ll be gone in a minute.
Oh the Twitter, I love you guys so much. I’m laughing so hard I’m crying.
OK, we have interwebs. This will be a little more bearable.
Pray for me. I’ve been dropped into IPHell, poked prodded and stuck, and haven’t had a cigarette since yesterday afternoon.
I apparently can’t type either.
Why the hell did I think trying to eat a taco salad would be a good idea when I can’t feel my face and chewing is weird?

As I mentioned in my post from yesterday, my ears are playing all kinds of havoc. So much, in fact, that I was making plans to go to the doctor again to figure out what’s going on. The findings could be said to be not good. Not good at all.

First, some good news. It’s not an inner ear infection, so I can safely say it isn’t wax created from all the time I either spend on the phone or with headphones jammed on my cranium. Unfortunately, that’s where the good news stops. I have matching outer ear infections. I also have matching limphnode infections, and my jaw is stiff. So they rolled out the big boy drugs: A shot of Rocephin, with another scheduled for Friday morning; another oral antibiotic, whose name I can’t remember right now, but it’s heavy-duty, three times a day with food for the next ten days; Prednisone, two a day for two days, and then one a day for three more days; Oh, and Hydrocodone, three times a day as needed. I’ll have to get the exact dosages reread because I can’t remember them right now. And if I go in on Friday for my next shot, and things aren’t clearing up or they’re getting worse, I get to spend some time in the hospital so I can receive I.V. antibiotics.

I think, given all this, I can say I’m in some serious shit without seeming overly dramatic. I’m not hurting now, but that’s solely because of the drugs. Before I left the doctor’s office, and before I had taken anything other than the shot of antibiotics, I wanted to rip my own face off it hurt so badly. I think I’ve earned the right to officially refer to myself as mansick. And I think I’m going to be seriously germaphobic for a while after this. I have no idea where I got it. I went to Toastmasters last week and I was fine, and everything started going south by Friday morning.

I haven’t decided if things are pleasantly hazy or just hazy. I think I talked to my sister earlier, but I can’t remember what I said or what she said. I think it was quick though. As I mentioned, things don’t really hurt now, but I can’t feel my face, so I’m sure I’m sporting some interesting facial expressions. I really hope this clears up without a trip to the hospital, because I really can’t afford that right now. I’ve already spent more than I should on meds and doctor’s copays, which in and of themselves aren’t expensive, it’s just that they keep adding up. I would also like to get back to working. But we’ll see what happens and hope and pray for the best.

Until next time, hopefully on the other side of this, or at least close to escaping from the labyrinth.

As a rule, I can’t complain. My ears work fine, and I haven’t had any problems since 2005. That streak is apparently over. I woke up Friday morning with muffled hearing on the left side, and pain. Out of the blue, because everything was working fine on Thursday, but whatever. So I called the doctor, went in in, learned that I had an ear infection, and afterwords went and got anti-biotic eardrops and anti-biotic pills. Things stayed the same for the weekend, but that sort of thing takes time, so I figured no big deal. Until yesterday morning. Now both ears are hosed. I can’t hear out of either of them, so I’m having to do everything using a braille display because no sound, or very little, and it’s gotten worse. I could still hear sort of yesterday, but it was hard. But by yesterday afternoon, absolutely nothing, and both ears are swollen and there’s lots of pain shooting through my head. Admittedly, I freaked out a little, because I depend on my hearing, a lot. So it’s really hard to deal with complete silence and ringing when you’re not used to it, and I’ve been bumping into a lot of shit because it’s hard to navigate. I know my deaf and hard-of-hearing friends deal with this all the time, but when you’re not used to it some new challenges are presented and I ask my deaf and hard-of-hearing friends to be patient with me until this is fixed, which will hopefully be tomorrow, because if the doctor doesn’t have any openings, then it’s Urgent Care World time, and I don’t care how long I have to wait. I’m pretty particular about keeping my ears cleaned out, which is probably why this hasn’t happened in such a long time. So I suppose I should be thankful for that at least. I wonder if they’ll use the hook this time. Last time, that’s what it took to fix it, along with enough anti-biotics to kill several science experiments. Someone needs to hurry up and invent that easy button, so when shit like this happens I can just press it and everything’s back to normal. I briefly thought about sending Denise an email to ask if I could borrow her Dison so I could put it up to my ears and turn it on so hopefully it would just suck everything out. But she probably wouldn’t let me do it because it would be dangerous, and I’m exhausted because I haven’t been able to sleep very well, and these are the sort of nonsensical things that pop into my head when I’m sleep-deprived. Of course first and second Seder didn’t happen. And 9AM can’t get here fast enough. And I feel like I’d like to launch a drone strike against my ears because they’re not being good citizens and making things difficult. But hopefully this will be fixed soon and I can get back to my normal life.


Until next time.