The sides of my head, in between my ear and my cheek bones, have started swelling up. It makes me feel like I look sort of like an egg laying on it's side. If I really wanted to exaggerate, I could say I feel like when Drop Dead Fred gets his head stuck in the fridge and pulls it out. Just like in this image:
Yes, an exaggeration, but that's how I feel my face looks right now. And no, I will not take a picture because then you will just tell me that it doesn't look like an egg, and then I'll feel crazy :)
I've been taking it a lot easier today than yesterday. I don't want the swelling to get worse, so I've just been laying down a lot and playing around on the laptop. It's making me crazy that I haven't left the house in three days. I don't even know when the last time that happened was. But I just feel better if I stay down. I haven't had to take any pain meds since this morning, which I think is good. The pressure sore on my forehead is going away (it looks like the mother of all zits, another reason why I won't take a picture :) ).
Despite not being able to actually hear sounds, I've been getting random songs stuck in my head all day (and all of last night as well). Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega, a bunch of techno songs, and zombie my cranberries have all made it to my head today.
There are sounds I've noticed I'm not hearing again: Kiernan crying, the microwave door opening and closing, the beeping of the microwave, Bryan talking (i knew before, it's just become even more prominent now), my voice (I have to keep asking Bryan if I sound different, or if I'm too loud or quiet cause I have no idea what the volume is on my voice), and the water running.
I definitely am not enjoying the ringing in my ears, that has been coming and going, I wish it was going more than it was coming.
Many thanks to the neighbors who have helped us this week. Kiernan's been getting more and more sick of the past couple of days, and poor Bryan has been stuck with taking care of us both. I feel helpless as I cannot pick up Kiernan (not supposed to lift anything more than 25-30 pounds, and he's 32), and take care of him. Definitely makes me grateful for a wonderful and supportive husband.
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