Burying My Head in the Sand
I went through most of the whole weekend beginning with my awakening to only find that I could not hear a thing. The Doc said just to try this and wait until Monday for my Post Surgery Checkup/Hearing Test. First of all, silent movies are not the most entertaining, and I couldn’t get my TV to show the dialog as they do for the hearing impaired.
Come Monday and on my way to docs my hearing comes partially back. The hearing test comes out quite poorly.
Left ear almost nil on the hearing–no surprise there, been like that since April. Right ear almost as bad as left–why, oh why? Doc had no clue, scripted me on steroids of all things. (Yet, the little voice inside me—tells me: “Lydia, you know what causing this. You just refuse to even consider the worst—Lyme Disease”.)
I asked if this was necessary, yes. I told her I didn’t like the idea of that because I knew it would wreak havoc on my body. Feeling very frustrated and angry. What do you do when the specialist has no more answers? Of course, get a second opinion, or do I give her another couple months? I just don’t know. Another surgery, Otitis, etc. just don’t know. When I am ready to scream, cry, whatever, I check my email and find a note asking for help. Whatever life brings for me to deal with, I will be OK. As long as I am there for whoever needs me, I WILL BE FINE. I just find it so odd that when I was ready to say: I can’t do this again…I receive a sign that says I DEFINITELY CAN. YES, I CAN!!!
Lessons Learned: Gratitude: Inspiration:
