Why am I still Awake?
Can't sleep yet, though I know I should be. I have to get up and work. I picked up a shift since I spent yesterday in the hospital after a failed mall trip...
So I completely lost the hearing in my left ear. For how long? Who knows. Why? Because something, most likely a medium to fair sized insect, in the doctor's opinion, managed to crawl unnoticed into my ear, probably while I was sleeping, and scratch everything to high Hell from the start of the passage to the end. Everything is swollen, and what I thought was typical infection was not viral nor wisdom tooth induced; it's completely shredded.
There's also a lot of fluid trapped there because it can't drain properly. There's no way of telling yet what kind of damage is done, and if it's to any degree of permanace, but as of now, I am declared *Temporarily deaf* in my left ear. I have to take a shitload of drugs to clear the cuts, try to bring down the swelling, and eliminate the fluid by taking heavy doses of decongestants.
When I went to the hospital and went through triage, I was rushed straight into emergency and I had to have a camera thing inserted as far into my ear (by extremely painful force)to make sure that whatever the hell got in there - wasn't still a resident.
All of this has to be done on the rush because I have surgery in 2 weeks. I can't be on anything when I take those painkillers and when I'm put under. There were more than enough cases of fatality in my family from the gas they use to put you under, and due to severe (and newly diagnosed) drug allergies, they won't take any chances.
Aside from that, as I said, I had a failed mall trip. I did buy some books though. I fell into my super-crazy-mad reading mood where the most important person in the world bringing me a hundred billion dollars could come for me and I could care less because the most important thing in the world to me at the moment is what's happening in this book.
But anyways.. I guess life wasn't happy with just that. So much has happened in the last while.. My mother has permanent back injuries, so bad that she may be bedridden for good soon, as well as the lump she just had emergency surgery for. This happened with my ear, my second cousin just died, I just recieved some very shocking news from someone I didn't I'd ever see again... but that last one's personal. At least for now, as I'm surprised he's even... well.. alive.
Well, I've ranted and raved enough for now. I'm going to try and get some sleep. I curse the Stones and hope that they drop a guiatar or something... I know it's not fair to blame the concert on John's death but... Hey. You all know how spiteful I can be. Especially when there's a full carload and the only one wearing a damn seatbelt is the one killed.
Night all!
So I completely lost the hearing in my left ear. For how long? Who knows. Why? Because something, most likely a medium to fair sized insect, in the doctor's opinion, managed to crawl unnoticed into my ear, probably while I was sleeping, and scratch everything to high Hell from the start of the passage to the end. Everything is swollen, and what I thought was typical infection was not viral nor wisdom tooth induced; it's completely shredded.
There's also a lot of fluid trapped there because it can't drain properly. There's no way of telling yet what kind of damage is done, and if it's to any degree of permanace, but as of now, I am declared *Temporarily deaf* in my left ear. I have to take a shitload of drugs to clear the cuts, try to bring down the swelling, and eliminate the fluid by taking heavy doses of decongestants.
When I went to the hospital and went through triage, I was rushed straight into emergency and I had to have a camera thing inserted as far into my ear (by extremely painful force)to make sure that whatever the hell got in there - wasn't still a resident.
All of this has to be done on the rush because I have surgery in 2 weeks. I can't be on anything when I take those painkillers and when I'm put under. There were more than enough cases of fatality in my family from the gas they use to put you under, and due to severe (and newly diagnosed) drug allergies, they won't take any chances.
Aside from that, as I said, I had a failed mall trip. I did buy some books though. I fell into my super-crazy-mad reading mood where the most important person in the world bringing me a hundred billion dollars could come for me and I could care less because the most important thing in the world to me at the moment is what's happening in this book.
But anyways.. I guess life wasn't happy with just that. So much has happened in the last while.. My mother has permanent back injuries, so bad that she may be bedridden for good soon, as well as the lump she just had emergency surgery for. This happened with my ear, my second cousin just died, I just recieved some very shocking news from someone I didn't I'd ever see again... but that last one's personal. At least for now, as I'm surprised he's even... well.. alive.
Well, I've ranted and raved enough for now. I'm going to try and get some sleep. I curse the Stones and hope that they drop a guiatar or something... I know it's not fair to blame the concert on John's death but... Hey. You all know how spiteful I can be. Especially when there's a full carload and the only one wearing a damn seatbelt is the one killed.
Night all!