I am trying very hard to remain cheerfully optimistic today. My biggest stumbling blocks are hormones (nothing like simply being a girl to make one insane) and my ears. My previous, possibly unrelated, ear problems have cleared up, but my ears still really, really hurt. A doctor’s visit informs me that I have no signs of infection in my ears or my sinuses, but that there is inflammation in my sinuses (and by association my eustachian tubes) and a consequence of this is way too much fluid in my ears.
They gave me a corticosteroid nasal inhaler. I swear it smells like roses. Recent conversations with a couple friends seem to indicate that this may not be true, and I may, in fact, be crazy. But to me it smells like roses. I have taken this as a ‘wake up and smell the roses’ sign, which is very closely related to ‘stop and notice the color purple.’
So I will take a deep breath (to the best of my ability while my head is painfully pressurized), try and relax, take things as they come, and remember to put back out into the universe what I want to get out of it. I will be stronger and more resolute and not the weepy, tragic mess I have been since Sunday. Neither hormones nor headaches will get the best of me.
Still, I might go take a nap before I have to go to work.