Your country's fright, but you're moving all right
So while I am not one hundred percent thrilled that the doctor's appointment for which I waited an entire month has resulted in more referrals, I am thrilled that I am not going deaf. The results of this morning's audiometry are nearly identical to my results from 2015 which were identical to my results from 2005. My hearing remains above average and I remain justified in my wearing of earplugs in situations that most people do not find too painfully loud. The trouble is interference, not damage. I am not looking for advice on this front; I have recommendations. I just have to call more doctors about them. But I had been really worried about permanent effects, especially after finding out that the specialist had ordered a new audiogram, and now that at least is off my mind.
Sleep did not remotely occur last night, but I did manage to sack out for a couple of hours in the afternoon. Knock wood, the heat finally seems to have broken; we have the air conditioners off, the windows open, and a surprisingly autumnal breeze blowing through the living room. Hestia recognized my voice from the street when I came home, calling up to the silhouette of the little cat I saw in the window. I have eaten erratically but enjoyably: lunch was tacos and donuts with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and my mother, courtesy of Tenoch Mexican and Donuts with a Difference. For dinner I broiled haddock with a little butter and just ate it off its speckled silver skin, nearly plain. I am reading Nicholas Tomalin and Ron Hall's The Strange Last Voyage of Donald Crowhurst (1970), which in this edition has a sticker on the front telling me it is now a major motion picture which I would definitely watch if it bothered to turn up in the U.S. I am torn between watching some other movie tonight and just seeing about falling back into bed.
I really don't listen to podcasts, but I feel there are several people on this friendlist who might like to know that there is now a podcast about Jewish demonology called Throwing Sheyd.
Sleep did not remotely occur last night, but I did manage to sack out for a couple of hours in the afternoon. Knock wood, the heat finally seems to have broken; we have the air conditioners off, the windows open, and a surprisingly autumnal breeze blowing through the living room. Hestia recognized my voice from the street when I came home, calling up to the silhouette of the little cat I saw in the window. I have eaten erratically but enjoyably: lunch was tacos and donuts with
spatch and my mother, courtesy of Tenoch Mexican and Donuts with a Difference. For dinner I broiled haddock with a little butter and just ate it off its speckled silver skin, nearly plain. I am reading Nicholas Tomalin and Ron Hall's The Strange Last Voyage of Donald Crowhurst (1970), which in this edition has a sticker on the front telling me it is now a major motion picture which I would definitely watch if it bothered to turn up in the U.S. I am torn between watching some other movie tonight and just seeing about falling back into bed.I really don't listen to podcasts, but I feel there are several people on this friendlist who might like to know that there is now a podcast about Jewish demonology called Throwing Sheyd.
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Thank you!
Solidarity fistbump. I use earplugs when background noise is loud. People can bite me.
*fistbump*
Do you have a preferred earplug? The industrial foam things hurt my jaw a bit, so I use low-end Earlove/Etymotic ones sometimes, but the latter aren't always enough of a baffle.
These days I wear the CVS soft foam earplugs because they are very cheap and rated for 32 dB and they make my ears hurt less than the previous kind I used, which were a higher grade but stiffer. I am sorry not to have better suggestions.
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Ah, not at all--it's good to know that the industrial foam things are not all alike. I shall experiment a bit. Thanks.