I can put up with a lot of stuff very stoically, but there's something about ear aches (and tummy aches) that just bring out the whiny little kid in me. Ugh.

I slept all day. I finally got up around 11pm to have a glass of milk. I didn't want to eat, but I know if I do I'll get better faster, so I grabbed a bowl of left over pasta. And I dropped it, the bowl shattered, pasta went a flying. It was on the counter fortunately, so no dogs rushing in to try to gulp down sharp shards.

Al had a search warrant he was out on all day, and he got hurt...twisted his knee. He was exhausted, but ran/hobbled out when he heard the crash (despite me yelling 'I'm okay') and helped clean it up and put up with my bitchiness.

I switched drops. I have 2 kinds, so I went to the other kind maybe they'll work. They're both old prescriptions from the last ear infection. I honestly feel too sick to try to go in to the doctor (and Al *really* doesn't have time off to take me), but after I'm better I need to talk to them to find out why this shit is chronic, because it's the same damn ear each time. Maybe I'll get my HMO to kick me to a ear/nose/throat specialist.

Anyhoo, right now it's all swollen. Vicodin helps tremendously both with the swelling (and I'm taking ibuprofin on top of it, but I can't do that too much, it mucks with PTC) and the pain. It seems to be in the sinus cavities of my ear because if I blow my nose (which doesn't feel stuffed or anything), the PAIN that accompanies it makes me want to die.

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In other news I talked to Grandpop today. He was both good and bad. He had a few moments that I don't want to get into detail about, but very much worry me. Other than that, he seemed happy, but ...as far away as he's ever been. He warms up the longer we talk but he struggles at times to find and follow the threads of conversation. I am, as always, more grateful than words could express that for the most part, this causes him no distress, or pain. He is mostly happy. And I would give all that I have for him to remain so until he passes away. And the best thing is, the love we share is still very much there. Just hearing his voice makes me happy. And hearing mine does the same for him, for as long as he remembers it anyway. ;) I do hope it helps his mood through the rest of the day, though truly his mood is mostly very good.

Hopefully my ear ache will clear before the weekend, I have a lot of work to catch up on.