You should be thankful that I haven’t posted what’s on my mind, in actuality, because I’d be bumming you out with tales of my hummy, pressurized ears today.
They’re not better yet, but thanks for asking. I have three appointments scheduled this week that revolve around my head, with more to follow. I hate what’s going on, but Sept. 11 put a lot of things in perspective, chief among them the realization that a little unidentified malaise is a heck of a lot better than some of the alternatives; the simple aural experience of hearing something explode in close range probably would have ruined my hearing for life.
Thanksgiving is coming up and I will be thankful for all I have, including my gol-danged ears, which, I am convinced, can and will be adequately treated. My spirits aren’t high but they are strong.