An update on the hearing debacle

Friday was a special day. I awoke with hearing noticeably better. Not back to normal, but I can hear some kind of stereo again. In my right ear Paul McCartney's on Something bass is full, deep and rich, in my left ear it sounds like an elastic band* and I have a constant low hum but I'll take what I have now, certainly, over the 1920s telephone. I'm pretty confident that I have lasting damage in my left ear and that life will never be the same again but a good ear coupled with an ear running on 50 or 75% is so much better than one. A scare like I've just had really helps put things in perspective. The truth is, I don't make use of the privileges that have been granted to me. This is a timely and helpful reminder. I'm not saying I'm out the woods, I'm not. But the Big Bad Wolf is no longer baring his fangs.

Then on Saturday the luck kept on piling in. A friend of mine who lives in Glasgow put some proofreading work my way and I suddenly found myself £375 richer. (Paid upfront for services still not yet rendered). As I said to David, it would take me about 6 months to earn that on Fiverr and Fiverr would want 20%, Paypal would want a cut and the people I was spending hours slaving away for for less than $5 measly dollars a gig tend to be assholes who want something for nothing. 

* It didn't, actually, but a better analogy escapes me.