I had my third appointment (since January) with my ENT yesterday. I’ll spare you all the details because who wants to read about someone else’s health issues, but I had been struggling with pressure in my ears, limited hearing and just plain felt like I was underwater.
You know that weird feeling when your ears pop when going to different elevations? Mine do that every time I swallow.
We tried two weeks of steroids which I hated; the face flushing, the hunger, the heart palpitations, the limited patience…it was like I had PMS all over again.
There was only a small amount of improvement, so then I took an anti-inflammatory (2x a day) for a few weeks. Still nothing.
Yesterday I returned to let him know I still felt no improvement. Apparently my sweet Dr. was tired of all my issues and he suggested that a hole should put in my eardrum.
DO WHAT NOW?
Oh, to relieve the pressure!
He explained in detail how it would go; he numbs a spot in my ear, then takes a
prison shank scalpel and makes a tiny hole. He promised me that he does this does it all.the.time and it will not hurt. But the choice was up to me, I could wait and see if things got better on their own.
He further explained that If the ‘hole in the head shenanigans’ don’t work, then I must have something going on in my inner ear and that might require having tubes put in.
He was right, the procedure didn’t hurt, it just felt weird.
When he was escorting me out of the office he commented on how well I did.
Me: Well, you did all the work, I just sat there.
Him: Well, you were brave to let me do that.
Suz’s brain: Wait, didn’t he tell me it would be fine? Now, I’m brave?
The Jury is still out on improvement, but it does feel different. Does that mean it will get better? I dunno. He said it could take a few days to feel improvement and if it works, I’ll get a hole in the other ear.
In my best Oprah Voice: You get a hole, you get a hole, you get a hole!
I go back to see him again in a few weeks. Meanwhile, the hole in my
head ear will heal.
My Dad always said I had a hole in my head, so now, finally, he was right about something.
Adding Injury to Insult
A few weeks ago the pollen count started going haywire and I’ve been struggling with allergies, which is uncommon for me.
The allergies on top of my ear issues created a cranky individual.
I had a few days of postnasal drip coughing; I snored so badly one night the coach said he tried to wake me up 30x. That means 10x, I know how he exaggerates, but still, I give him credit for not putting a pillow over my face and putting us both out of our misery.
The next day I had to depart the house, so I grabbed a bag of cough drops out of our medicine cabinet.
I was driving and trying to open a drop with no success, then I tried another—also stuck/melted into the wrapper. I tried another one and thought about throwing the entire bag out the window. Am I still feeling Roid Rage?
Adding to my list: Clean out the medicine cabinet.
I’m not looking for sympathy, I’ll get better eventually and this isn’t life threatening. Well, getting shanked in the ear is kind of life threatening.
Please share: Are you guilty of holding onto old prescriptions/medicines? Has anyone volunteered to have a hole put in their head?