I first have to take a minute to brag about the auction that we put on for one of the Moms in my MOMS Club who is fighting breast cancer. I’ve been absorbed in auction details, spending most of my preschool free time, collecting donations and organizing the event. The auction was held last Saturday and we raised over $4600.00 for our friend. It was a lot of work but now that it’s over, I couldn’t be prouder, (or happier to have my life back!). We had 18 volunteers from the club, women that selflessly gave up time and money and things to help in any way they could. I’ve never been so impressed by a group of women. I’m going to get them all to run for Congress next election.
I was so busy running around and worrying about the auction, during the auction that I lost out on several good deals. Things that I really wanted to purchase, but didn’t get a chance to. Well, I was worrying, blowing my nose and trying not to breathe on anyone, because the day of the auction. I had the flu.
I told Jorma two months ago that the day of the auction I would have the flu. I said this because of my experience with May Race at the track which I worked for several years in a row with the flu each time. It’s just the way it works for me.
The night after the auction, I was exhausted. I was too sick to really be happy about my (our) accomplishment and all I wanted to do was sleep. This ensured that I stayed up all night with my left ear which started throbbing about 10pm. By morning I was damn near hysterical from lack of sleep and pain and Jorma took me into the Urgent Care where I was diagnosed with Swimmers Ear, Inner Ear Infection, Flu and Pink Eye. Because I don’t do anything half-assed.
It’s been a week now and the ear is still not back to normal. I called the Dr. on Tuesday and was prescribed a stronger antibiotic and a steroid. The antibiotic caused Oral Thrush which I had last time I was sick and Thursday I was medicated for that as well. The steroids are making me a little bit loopy and I can’t say I like that at all. The bonus of 10 lbs of water weight and extreme nervousness isn’t helping me either. But worse of all, I can barely hear out of my left ear. I have an appointment with an ENT on Monday. This is scaring me for several reasons, not the least of which is that I can’t keep up with the children because I watch them with my ears as much with my eyes. I never realized this until I started suffering from this, how I know what they are up to by each little sound I hear. The other morning I let Tristan go downstairs before Connor and I but wasn’t able to hear him open the freezer and get out the ice cream. When we came downstairs five minutes later he was sitting on the floor of the kitchen with a half gallon of ice cream and a spoon munching away. Connor immediately shrieked, “WHY DOES TRISTAN GET ICE CREAM FOR BREAKFAST?!” and it was on.
You’d think that I’d appreciate the lack of hearing just a little bit because it would block out some of the noise from the kids. The problem is because the hearing that I have is so robotic that when the kids get loud and shrill, it actually starts hurting my ears. And it’s loud a lot around here.
So add the kids’ noise causing me pain, to not being able to taste from the oral thrush, not being able to sleep and the mood swings from the steroids, to the ten lbs of water weight, the balance problems and giving up cheese for lent… well… it’s just happy happy around here. I’ll post my ENT results on Monday. Wish me luck.
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