Spent all of last week in the pool. From an hour after rising until three or so hours before bed, I could be found frolicking in one of the three pools offered by Yachtsman Resorts in Myrtle Beach, S.C. Oh, it was wondrous. Rarely am I more daring, more graceful, more alive than when I am surrounded by water that I imagine that I can control. Flips and dives, throwing my legs over the side to bend backwards and downwards along the pool walls until I am hanging upside down, surrounded by a cloud of red hair…I become a mermaid. I can do things with a pool noodle that defy the imagination, like standing on one foot and appearing to “stand on water”. I walk the center line rope like an acrobat. Glorious!
Yeah, it’s all fun and games ’til someone loses an ear. That’s right, folks. Now I cannot hear out of my right ear, and every time I blow my nose, it sounds like blowing bubbles through a straw. That wouldn’t be so bad, after all I expect it will go away, if it didn’t hurt like hell at night. See, I sleep on my right side, and no matter what position I fall asleep in, I wake up on my right side. Head pounding, inner ear swelling, hurts all the way down my neck.
I’ve never had this problem before. I’ve also never had a mom who knows how to explain the little home remedies and tricks that usually come from the parental units. I have no idea what to do about this except to suffer in uncomfortable silence. I tried a little peroxide to see if I could “burn” it out. Interesting experience listening to your brain go off like an Alka Seltzer (sp).
I am forced to ask myself, “Was it worth it?” I suppose in many ways it was. But I am also forced to ask, “How the hell long does this last?”
Woe is me with my thousand dollar vacation and watered out inner ear. I have one month to figure this out before I am faced with another week-long pool experience at Shenandoah Crossing’s Blue-Green Resort. I think I shall learn from this experience and invest in some ear plugs!