Meniere's, He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, And The Wound

Greetings Relations,

Yesterday's appointment with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, has me still wearing a Glasscock on the side of my hear and the elastic wrapped about my head reminds me of the 1980's sweat bands. I look like that from the right ride...

...looks as if I am wearing a sweat band. The brown curls flip over on to or roll up and over, Cute. The left side is where the Wound lives and continues to bleed and ooze the clear fluids. This is the side the Glasscock occupys a chunk of my skull.

Doctor made a comment that he was unhappy with the healing of the site - I agreed. This has not been an easy recovery at all and what is so frustrating for me is that the hole in my skull is or could be an excellent port of entry for germs and what not's - to do what it is bacteria do, sheltered by a Glasscock. If I do not take medications as ordered, the pains return and are excruciating. So I suspect that I shall take the medication for a couple of days and I'll see what the status is - with this hole in my skull.

During our face-to-face, I mentioned to He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, that I have grown accustomed to my "glasscocK". We laughed a bit and he shared with me that Glasscock is the name of the inventor of this round baseball catcher's cup. Now...

...you know that I know, you know this Mr. Glasscock, caught pure hell in school! Ha!

Doctor created a new flexible disc to place upon the wound. A bigger pair than the smaller disc cutting me up instead of assisting the healing. The problem with one I have worn since yesterday is that it will not remain attached to the abutment. The implant that sticks out from my skull. Later, I will make an attempt with the second disc.

Yesterday morning, I received a FedEx over night package from the manufacturer of my BAHA. The package contained my Bone Anchored Hearing Aid! These Folks released my processor from confiscation. Damn, I am so happy! This manufacturer was holding my BAHA hostage. A huge corporation holding a tool from a person who has gone through so much health and financial stress's in need of the tool that is attached to an implant for their product...

I do not know if Doctor made a call or if my conversation with the two people left an impression. Perhaps it is God's work. I don't know. But, I am just so damned happy! I can not wear it until the wound has healed, but I've got my BAHA home. Thank you.

No more for now. I am sweating so bad and am carrying a dizzy spell with me. So for now...

...love, peace and more peace, me.