I attended a Bikram Yoga class tonight for the first time in over a YEAR. The blaring heat, my being horribly out of shape and my vertigo weren’t as bad as I had anticipated (not that they were a picnic). My bum ear, however, was a different story.
I could have sworn that the teacher said, “Raise your arms over your heads, blah blah blah and…carmelized onions!” “Alrighty then, I will do my best.”
*Falls into carmelized-onions-atop-a-burger posture*
Since last October, I have been playing flute music in the lobby of one of the children’s hospitals in town. It has certainly been a great experience so far, and I look forward to continuing there.
Today, though, I got to play on the unit with the children at the “other” hospital. I LOVED it. A few people told me, in passing, that the music was soothing. A staff member told me that 2 patients down the hall wanted their doors open so they could hear me. YAY! (I marvel at that because I was told repeatedly, before arriving, that I should play very quietly). My dream job would be to get paid to play therapeutic music to folks who need it. And I think we all need it!
The best moment today was when a young boy (a patient) came by on a scooter and asked me about my alto flute. I told him it was really heavy and just handed it over for him to hold. He told me it was not heavy and that it looked like a walking cane (because of the curved head piece).
Greetings to any and all knowledgeable authors, publishers, lawyers etc. who are wise in the ways of copyrights. My mom’s self-published book is moments away from going to print. However, we are all tearing out our hair over the potential copyrights of two World War II, circa 1945, photographs that are found ubiquitously on the internet. Photographs of the ruins are germane to my mother’s story of having grown up in war-torn Germany! We want to pursue due diligence in crediting the appropriate parties but it seems impossible to find copyright information. We have searched high and low for information. Any help you can offer will be greatly appreciated!!
Barely three weeks out of surgery, I’m told by a Dr. that I may have Meniere’s Disease, which I am affectionately calling Men’s Ears Disease. The characteristics are vertigo, tinnitus and hearing loss on one side; none of which are typically favored by musicians. And a feeling of fullness, as if my ear ate a Big Mac when it meant to have a small snack.
There’s a chance that it couldn’t be that at all but I’m not buyin’ it. The Ear-Plugging-Fairy has been a bit too exuberant for 6 months straight now. The tinnitus isn’t as bad as I had feared it would be. It’s as if a large sea shell is covering that ear at all times or as if I had just come home from having listened to a REALLY loud rock band, without all the screaming drunks. I have a noticeable light-headedness without it being full-fledged vertigo (yet). I will take almost anything over vertigo. And the hearing loss, if I can keep the humor about it, leads to some fascinating interpretations of what I *think* people just said. Ironically, loud noises are quite bothersome and distorted.
So in the bewilderment of getting hit with YET another thing, I can proudly say – I’m still standing (unless I’m wobbling)! I still have a pulse! And I’m not making this stuff up! I would fabricate a MUCH more glamorous life than this, for sure. And if I wanted attention, I would run down the street naked. Screaming. With sparklers.
My ear is ringing – I’d better go answer it.
If you’re going to feel yucko, get a tutu and do it in style!!!
Late breaking update: I put my Pooh Bear-like, fluff brain to good use this morning and thought a deep thought. I’ve actually had these symptoms for a long time but they just now flared (after surgery) with the addition of the tinnitus. So, there’s nothing new and no need to have gotten my knickers in a knot. It’s just Poopy Symptoms Two Dot Oh. I remember a client of mine, years ago, offering me his hearing aids while I was interpreting. Oy. Men’s Ears Disease – balance and hearing are for sissies!!
I haven’t posted in a long time, so now I am in “ketchup” mode – as in, we’ve got some ketching up to do!
My 4 hour surgery on May 3rd went quite well. As expected, I had the usual 3 day post-anesthesia honeymoon followed by a huge energy and mood crash. I’m pulling out of it, mood-wise, but the energy will still take a few more weeks to return.
As is my habit with pre and post surgery states (sad that it’s been so often that this has become a habit), I crocheted up a storm. I made blankets for my great nieces and some smaller blankets for their baby dolls. Please note that the Roll Tide gal should get some good karma points for making War Eagle blankets (Bama vs Auburn).
For Anne Marie
Doll not included. “I’m just modeling”.
This turned out thick because of my crocheting with 2 threads simultaneously.
A blanket for the baby doll atop the “people blanket”. I know – dolls are people too
I’m 17 weeks “pregnant” - with a benign tumor, that is. I was just upgraded from carrying around a grapefruit-sized lump to one that is the size of a small cantaloupe. Like, ewww. I met with a FAB Dr. today. Tomorrow is the ultrasound. The least invasive surgery that is possible, fingers crossed, will occur within a month. Do I get a “baby shower” for this one?
I love the comparison to the quarter – just in case you needed that.
Aggressive tumor. Love it
I’m sure this one will show up on the ultrasound tomorrow!!