...because I can't HEAR you! I went to see the doctor today, who shall be renamed Dr.Hottie from this post on.
After going over my medical history, he looked at my ears. He went on to discuss how the hearing test I had performed before seeing him was very bad. My right ear is "okay", but the left ear is horrible. Apparently the ear nerves "work" but don't "work" with the ear drum. He strongly suggested me to consider hearing aids. This weekend my lazy redneck old ass aunt said she was going to get some hearing aids soon, maybe we can make a family bonding experiance out if it. NOT!
As far as the tumor, he really couldn't make a comfortable decision just yet. He wants me to go for a cat scan. Thankfully, I work at a doctor's office, so I am going to call tomorrow and get the hook-up to try to get seen in the next 36 hours or so. After the results are back, usually within 24 hours, he wants to see me again. So, I may know something by Friday, but hopefully no later than the early part of next week.
He looked at my sinuses, because why not?, and deemed them shitty, too. So I have to get a cat scan at the same time for those, too, because why not?
As much as I am glad I am able to walk and breathe without help, I really think my body fucking sucks for only being twenty-four! Geez, if I can cause this much shit in this amount of time, I can't imagine what in the hell they are going to put in the ground if I ever manage to hit 75 or 100.
Alright, I am taking my hard at hearing, cyst on the ovaries, stitched up heart-esophagus-AND-ears old ass to bed, because I am aching, because I have shitty bones--at twenty-four.
Because, why not?
WHAT DID YOU SAY? IIIII CAN'T HEAR YOU!! AYE AYE CAPTAIN!