I sit writing tonight with a very badly blocked ear.The smirk every one gets just hearing it doesnt amuse me.Because I am in terrible discomfort.Theres no pain as such.But I feel a sort of numbness on the right side of my facial terrain.
Haven't been to the doctor yet.As always i would wait for it to worsen enough to make a hurried visit to the urgent care centre in an odd hour of the day/night.G and I are renouned for never having to use our primary physician's (PP)services.Until a few hours back I sat reading all the ailments that could be associated with the symptoms.And boy am I flustered.
The first thing to do after waking up tomorrow would be to call my PP.Not that I was exasperated enough ,I brought more onto myself.Tried talking to S about what i just read.The pleasantries barged on me better not be discussed.Branded the super irresponsible human being who doesn't take care of herself i desperately sought refuge somewhere.I decided to do another grave mistake "call my mom".
How bad can a phone call be?The last part of our conversations would be me bleating 'reassurances' and she 'warnings'.By the time I am done with the call I so start to feel like the most irresponsible mom of this world.How can I be careless???...I have a young and thankfully not growing family to take care of.
Thinking back in the day I have also had my share of suggestions put forward by my ever so helpful neighbours.A and I sat discussing M di's symptoms.M di has been successfully operated on a benign brain tumour.A ,perhaps closest to being my prototype, is bogged down herself with an unknown headache and dizziness.So we both sat comforting each other and hoping nothing's serious.And yet again we conclude that we have such young children.T arrived from work in between all these discussion and threw up her hands in despair and left to tend her pre schoolers.Probably she is tired of our sickness related platitudes.She said she really pities both the S's(the husbands').
P,the newest entrant to the group,with her heavily spanish accented english suggests that it could be vertigo I am suffering from.I too think that it is surely a possibility.I retrace back to the heavily coerced ride I had taken with my eyes tightly shut and my heart jumping out of my chest at the County fair.The ride was called 1001 nachts(german for nights).I got off the ride nauseous and had to hold on to S to regain my balance.Little G and S thoroughly enjoyed the ride.And probably this is what left me with the blocked ear.Further on however we moved towards the kid's park and G took all the kiddie rides by herself.
I can see S has sought peace in one of the newly arrived red packs from Netflix.And yea it is one of my favorites.Sylvestor Stalone(SS) yet again.And Rambo it is.S and I hold the record of lazing around in the couch and watching Rocky (I to VI) in the span of one weekend.SS is a hot item in our houshold.In this context the new flick "Kambhakt Ishq"(wasted a good 5o dollars for it at the theatre)has no substance but quite deliciously topped with liberal portions of SS here and there.Probably the movie is the perfect thing for me right now to lend whatever left of my ear to before I lose my coherence.Until then...Cuidate(thats spanish for take care---P's lesson of the evening).
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