Dysfunctional

All day Wednesday, something just was not right with my right ear. Everything sounded weird. I knew something had been happening in there because for the past few months, listening to my cell phone was pitched differently depending on which I ear I was using. But Wednesday was worse by far. I knew I was going to Patients First (aka Patience First) when I got in my car to go home and the "seat belt" dings your car makes actually sounded like someone was playing two notes on a marimba. At least they were in tune.

I was diagnosed with Eustachian Tube Dysfunction (ETD, for those of you in the ENT business). Essentially, that little tube was remaining closed and not allowing for any drainage to occur. Fluid builds up, and I am assuming the ear drum can not vibrate correctly. I was given a prescription for Flonaze and recommended that I take Musinex DM. If it did not clear up by Monday, I received a referral to an Ear, Throat and Nose Specialist. Oh yes, I made that appointment toot-sweet.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, you never realize how much your hearing. I find it difficult to have conversations with people, watch TV or listen to music because it sounds like everyone is using a voice altering device to pitch their voice: musically speaking, it sounds like people are talking in thirds.