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  • Annie Dear: I need a ringing endorsement for a cure

  • Good morning, dear reader. As you catch up with your weekly dose of Aussie wisdom over your tea and Wheaties, I will be heading to San Diego airport to catch a plane home.

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  • Good morning, dear reader. As you catch up with your weekly dose of Aussie wisdom over your tea and Wheaties, I will be heading to San Diego airport to catch a plane home.
    As I write, I am berating myself, again, for leaving everything to the last minute in the packing department, as we have to race off to the airport shortly to catch the plane which will take us to San Diego, so that my story can come full circle and I will be at home once again.
    We’re off to see Sir’s fabulous aunt, Boston Lil, in Palm Desert, Calif., and as I look out at the snow on the ground, I’m very much looking forward to a few days in the upper 70s for a nice change. Not of course to mention the anticipation in seeing our darling Lil again – she is, without question, one of my most favorite people in the world.
    We do have a slight technical problem however. My dear hubby, Sir, has developed a case of tinnitus – ringing in the ears – which have been, as you can imagine, a most unwanted addition to his aural repertoire.
    This has been going on for about a week now, and, knowing that we have no medical insurance, the thought of seeing a specialist fills us both with bank statement dread. But something has to be done.
    I have spent the week alternatively being most sympathetic to horribly frustrated, which as you can imagine, does nothing for his condition.
    He’s taking pills and nose drops and ear drops as prescribed by our family doctor. He’s using a heating pad on his lug hole. I have extracted I suspect part of his brain matter by the use of ear candling. Everything seems to work for a minute, and then that high whine of a stubborn mosquito returns. I am hoping the pressure of flight might jolt this annoying bug right out of his head.
    Because otherwise I will be subject to about four nights of non-sleeping. I have taken to bedding down in the spare bedroom at home so that Sir can toss, turn, thrash and pace without disturbing my sleep, as he knows that Annie without sleep equates to big trouble, as patience is not my greatest virtue.
    As we will be sharing one (count them – one) hotel room for the next four nights, I am a tad in fear of my sanity, such as it is at this point.
    So if anyone has a quick fix, please email me as a matter of urgency.
    It’s a good thing we practice gun control in this house, as if we had one, I’m not sure who would get to it first. Sir to put an end to his misery, or me to put him out of his – and mine.
    Page 2 of 2 - I love you, honey – I really do – but I think we might have to spring for another hotel room.
    Annie Dear lives in Lee’s Summit. Email her at anniedearkc@hotmail.com.
     
     
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