Since last Friday, the abil­ity to hear out of my right ear has been replaced with stab­bing pain. Somehow, on dry land, I gave myself a hor­ri­ble case of swimmer’s ear. Something I was able to avoid for the NINE YEARS I was swim­ming on teams.
Stuff like this always hap­pens on the week­ends when you can’t get a doc­tor appoint­ment of course. Saturday/Sunday night was almost sleep­less so on Sunday morn­ing Kelly took me to the emer­gency room for help. I received sev­eral pre­scrip­tions that are won­der­fully pow­er­ful and worked almost imme­di­ately. Tonight is the first time I’m not watch­ing the clock in a des­per­ate count­down to tak­ing them. Still, Vicodin is my new best friend.

Ok, I have to share a won­der­ful baby thing that just keeps mak­ing my day every time it hap­pens. (And let’s be hon­est, all blogs are van­ity writ­ings any­way.) Sophie is try­ing to talk and it’s the most won­der­ful thing I’ve expe­ri­enced yet. She gets very excited and alert, huffs and puffs try­ing to coör­di­nate her lungs and throat, looks us right in the eyes and just makes a long coo­ing noise. The cute­ness of this event is so pow­er­ful that she got a big smile out of me while I was still expe­ri­enc­ing incred­i­ble ear pain. I would love to share this with you but get­ting con­tent from our cam­corder online isn’t nearly as easy as pho­tos. I will give it a shot in the future.

On a side note, I just uploaded a ton of new Sophie pho­tos to our Flickr account.