Well, so much for that.
Have learned today, thanks to my pal Karen Pulley, that the pills I've been given, and have been taking, for this ear infection, are simple anti-emetics. In other words, they're designed to stop me throwing up because of the dizziness. Which, in all fairness, they've done admirably. But I could pop them like candy (mmmm....cannnndy...) and they wouldn't ever, in themselves, give me back my hearing in the right ear. Checked it again today: not a damn thing - iPhone turned to maximum, headphones held near the right ear - nooooooothing.
Nothing except the whining, which continues unabated.
As indeed does the ass-sitting. I've been out and about a bit today though, walking my drunken-seeming way around the town here and there. But generally, there's an irony in having taken pills to stop me from throwing up, when most of all what I'm doing at the moment is sitting down and taking in.
By a rather spectacular bolt of good fortune of course, I will be in Southampton on Thursday, and so will be unable to do an official weigh-in this week. Gee...tragedy.
Meanwhile, I have an additional appointment with the doctor tomorrow, so see if I can be made to hear again pretty damn quick. I did one conference with one ear...doing a second in this state will absolutely suck.
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