May 16, 2006
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YUCK!
Late last night and early this morning, I could feel a rabbit thumping his big ‘ole foot in my right ear drum every fifteen minutes or so. The aftermath of the thumping left a seeping ache to entertain me before the next fit of thumps came. This morning I tried to get ready for work but by the time I got out the door at 8:10 am, I was feeling puke-ish and dizzy, with the added bonus of a full-blown headache caused by the rabbit in my ear! First my gross-out nausea yesterday and now this rabbit?!? It was time for a doctor appointment.
I like my doctor. She is a blond, WASP-ey looking woman named Dr. Anne Frank. And although I appreciate the irony, that is not entirely why I like her. I like her because when I tell her things like, “There is a rabbit in my ear and he is making me nauseous,” she doesn’t bust out the straight jacket.
It turns out that my sudden bout of motion sickness on the train yesterday was caused by an ear canal infection. That’s right: an infection known for being common among infants. Didn’t I tell you all? I’m an infant! I’m a super smart, blog keeping infant. Okay, I give. I’m a woman-type person and I’ve got this baby-style ear infection because apparently grown-ups can get those from excessive swimming, airplane riding, or prolonged exposure to damp environments. I’m guessing I got mine from airplane travel, since I’ve spent a number of recent weekends flying the friendly skies and I do not consider my apartment to be particularly damp. I only wish I were swimming to excess.
Anyhow, these ear infections can really mess with you. My equilibrium is out of whack and I’m feeling nauseous because of it. The rabbit is trapped fluid.
GROSS!
I got some eardrops to flush the bugger out and some nose spray that is going to do something—I don’t know what. I guess try to attack the liquid rabbit from every angle? Who knows. All I know is I’ve got to get back to work tomorrow. I feel like such a scummy bum! I know that most of my anxiety stems from the fact that before my current position, I never had a job where I was allowed sick days so I always usually would go to work half dead, unless someone sent me home. So now that I do have a job that is okay with me not coming in if a rabbit is trapped inside my skull, I still can’t quite shake the guilt that comes with playing hooky. Although hooky would be a lot more fun without the bunny.
The infection should be mostly flushed by the morning, so I guess I don’t have to worry about my stupid guilt for much longer. All I have to do is keep taking the meds for 7 days to make sure that rascally rabbit is good and dead.
That’s all folks.
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How do you handle being sick?
Comments (5)
I get sick more than the average bear and I just baby myself. I spent too many years forcing myself to come in with fevers, etc. No more. I’m not passing around germs if I’m sick. I stay home.
RYC: Thanks for your comments on the bizzaro rejection. She had a bestseller that was in present tense, how can she not be comfortable with it? I’m still in shock. That, and the fact that she thought it was a mystery. Sometimes I wonder if they just give these rejection letters to interns to write, since they so rarely make any sense.
Lynn
Aw I’m sorry your sick. It’s always the worst for me, I feel all icky and kinda gross and I spend a lot of time on the couch reading, watching the CSI’s and Law and Order Svu and basically wallowing in my own filth. It is not a pretty picture. I make up for it though by eventually getting up and showering and dressing decently.
Now the band you mentioned do they sing the song in the movie Benny and June, because I really love that song!
For my recent air travel, it seemed like my ears didn’t want to pop until well after landing. Pain in the arse.
When I feel sick, I generally try to come into work. Even though that’s the last thing we’re supposed to do and I have several sick days stashed. The work environment gives my life structure, perhaps, or I feel like I’d be missed. But then I returned from three days out of the office and didn’t have a single phone message waiting for me. Dozens of emails, though, but I can read them from just about anywhere.
When I’m sick, I curl up in a blanket with a mug of tea and wallow in my misery. I prefer not to move at all, except to pee and things like that.
Sorry about your rabbit! At least you don’t have chicken pox, which is a much worse childhood ailment!
You see, its the numbers that threw me for a loop.
I will definately look them up. Anywho, my friend and I are making this summer the summer of museums. Today we went to the Field and next week we’re going to the museum of science and industry and I was wondering does the museum of comtemporary art have a free or discount day?