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I Feel the Earth Move Under My Feet...

...I feel the sky tumbling down. Well, sort of. I kind of tend to tumble down. Or rather, if I were not trailing a hand along any wall, furniture, or supporting surface at hand, I would be. While the hearing loss is distressing and annoying, I'd have to say the vertigo/dizziness is much worse.

So today was my first full day of Prednisone. I opted to stay home and see what would happen, rather than trying to be out and about. This means tomorrow is errand day, and as I sit at my computer at 2:36 a.m. typing this, I'm wondering if that was a miscalculation. We shall see.

One of the many side effects of this drug is that it plays merry hell with your blood sugar. In some cases it can even bring on diabetes. Since my family is riddled with that disease on both sides, this is something I want to avoid. I've been flirting with the idea of doing a complete sugar purge, and trying to reset my sugar cravings, which have been ginormous ever since getting a wee bit peri-menopausal. Plus, the damned stuff is like crack for some of us, and I'm one of the some of us.

Cover your ears

On Taylor

Ask anyone who has spent their life around loud machines, if you can get their attention. Hearing loss is gradual, cumulative, and irreversible.

I first learned to love ear plugs during the summer of 2011. I lived and worked on a 32' fishing boat in Alaska's Bristol Bay. The boat was powered by 2 Deere diesel engines, and when that was shut off a genset was turned on to supply electricity. Basically, something on the boat was always resonating, creating a mind-numbing chatter.

None of the old-time fishermen had very much hearing left. "Well," I thought, "when I am old and grey, I still want to hear my grand daughter play "Hot Cross Buns" on the piano or hear my wife scream "Taylor! Can you bring me some toilet paper?""

At first wearing ear plugs 24/7 on the boat was odd for me, but I got used to it in short order. Now, popping them in brings a wave of calm over me. All the noise sinks into the background, and I can hear my thoughts much more clearly as they bubble up.

I think most people have noisy activities in their life that they don't even realize are stealing their hearing. Other times you can benefit from the focus that being in an audio bubble lends. I have developed a habit of protecting my hearing; exposing my naked ear drums to damaging decibels now makes my blood boil, and I get an itch that can only be scratched by putting in my ear plugs. Good thing they are around my neck.

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