My ear appointment went well, but damn am I exhausted, and damn am I looking forward to letting my body get all the sleep it needs to get and do away with alarms for the first time in over a month! I am just so, so drained. Struggling to make this last round of appointments is a stark reminder of how I could never keep a schedule to save my life, no matter how many of you self-proclaimed “experts” may think otherwise. Speaking of experts - you know, the real ones? – I’m not in any hurry to make an appointment at the sleep clinic because I know there’s not much that can be done in my particular case, and they’re still going to cheat me out of my benefits anyway. I’ll get to it when I get to it. 

I usually hear the alarm as soon as it goes off. Not today. Today I slept 6 minutes into it, that’s how tired I am. But even so, I made it in time and wasn’t made to wait forever in the waiting or exam room. The doctor was nice, but sadly, I doubt he’d have been able to help me any more than the last doctor in Oregon could with the aches and pains had I not discovered the cure on my own. He did, however, vacuum the canal out. It’s amazing what the right tools can do to clean an artificial ear canal. 

I don’t know why, but in 6 months when I’m scheduled for the next cleaning, I am to have hearing tests. Just what is it I gotta hear, though? I hear fine enough. I wouldn’t bitch about car doors and landscapers if I had a problem hearing. My left ear may still be pretty close to deaf, but my right ear is pretty normal. They will still probably recommend a hearing aid. 

We are looking at a serious tax break next year with all these doctor appointments I’ve been catching up on! 

Meanwhile, I’m still dragging but unable to go back to sleep. I laid down for nearly an hour and now I think I’ll just have an exhausting night reading and watching movies till I crash and enjoy catching up on all my lost sleep. LOL, that will probably take 10-12 hours at the rate I’m going! My thyroid pills have not only lessened the head rushes, but I’m not waking up as often as I used to throughout my sleep, so maybe I can catch up in 8-9 hours now that the stress and pressure are off for a while. 

Later... 

Will Holly return to my blog tonight? I doubt it. Next weekend? I doubt that, too. 

Loving my new toe ring that arrived today. It’s too big for the toe next to my big toe, so it’s on my big toe instead. It’s a bit snug there, but I’d rather that than too loose. The purple gemstones are shinier than they appeared online. It has an elastic band that looks almost invisible against the skin, making the gems appear embedded in my toe. Not sure if I can wear my running shoes with it, but I can wear slippers. 

Still working on my Dreams book on Prosebox and am amazed by the number of two-story house dreams I had for them not to mean anything. Reoccurring dreams often have some kind of message in them, but not in a place where two-story houses are scarce. Signs of the West: Single-story homes, no basements, no dogs allowed indoors. 

What’s amazing is how many dream premonitions I had that I forgot about. A lot of them were trivial things like the Facebook timeline eventually being forced on everyone and little things like that. But the sheer number of them is like, wow. 

Love the “pink paws” dream I had a few years ago where we could decorate the walls in people’s houses and not just Facebook, and I left a trail of pink paw prints on Nane’s living room wall to let her know I’d stopped by. LOL, I told her about it too, and I’m sure she’ll get a kick out of it. 

Andy had his own dream of her where she was at a fashion show he attended and recognized her. He went over to where she was sitting, said hello, then let her know he’d let me know he saw her there. 

Andy’s latest car is also receiving scratches and his webcam is so worthless that he still doesn’t know who’s doing it. I wonder if it’s random or someone who has something against him personally? It’s sad that this kind of shit has to occur where he lives, though he said he’s not worried about it. 

The doctor also said something about my good ear that I’ve heard before; it has a bony curve to it often found in adults who often swam in cold water as kids. Well, we sure did that every summer at the beach. He said sometimes it can cause problems later on by blocking canals and stuff like that, but doesn’t think I’ll ever have a problem with it. 

My blood pressure was also back to normal. 

I forgot to say that I was wrong about my eye pressure numbers. One eye was actually up to 29 last time around. The highest reading I’ve had was 30. I still doubt it will lead to glaucoma, though that and the sleep specialist are next up on the list. Plus I have a female exam awaiting me next month – ugh. 

Finally remembered a couple of dreams I had last night for the first time in days. They were weird, too. I’ll be sure to copy them into my Dreams book, but will probably post a month of dreams at a time rather than an entry for every single dream I have. Fortunately, I can save drafts there, so I can add to the draft, then publish it when the month ends. 

In the first dream I had, it was late at night. I was wide awake and I looked at Tom who was sound asleep and decided I’d go out for a walk in the woods that bordered a bunch of backyards. It wasn’t anyplace I’ve seen around here, but anyway, I “slid” down these hills into the woods and walked around for a while. Then after I climbed back up the hill I was exhausted and realized I lost my bearings and was several houses away from mine. I had to cut through people’s backyards to get to mine, all the while hoping no one saw me and thought I was scouting out homes to break into. 

In another dream, I was at some function in which a karaoke contest was being held. All the while I was eyeing this hot-looking security guard, I was trying to debate whether or not I was in the mood to participate in the contest. Then I realized I didn’t have a clue as to what I should sing in the first place.