Tinnitus ( ringing in the ears ), is one of the most extreme annoyances to mankind. I believe I've been a sufferer all my life. I have been to numerous doctors, medical specialists,etc., but no one can even suggest a cure of any kind.
The advice I get is to simply mask it by exposing myself to noises; listening to music, singing, conversing regularly in person or on the telephone. All well and good in their places and times. But, after all to be said and done, the ringing, hissing, whistling, and echoing are all still there with me. The worst times for this horror is late at night and very early in the mornings.
Tinnitus affects the balance, and nausea is always a possibility, lurking somewhere in the near background. If there is a probable cure, or if there is anything reasonable that I can do to get relief, please, I would love to be informed. Tinnitus, be gone!
Monday, August 4, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Double Dutch
As a girl, I was never too great at jumping rope, especially double dutch. Maybe that's why a few nights ago, I dreamed that I was so adept at the sport that every group wanted me to represent them. I could literally fly through all of those rope antics.
We were in Old Dutch New York; the boys were all wearing knickers, and the girls were wearing long, flowery dresses. We girls knew how to hold our dresses up just so in order to jump those ropes to the maxium. There were horses and carts traveling the roads, but we had our own corner lot to play games and jump double dutch, which seemed to be all the rage at that time.
The boys never jumped with us, but they would stand around and sing rhymes and clap with the girls. It was so much fun, revisiting some of my childhood games, even if I was caught up in another time; the 1600 hundreds. Weird, but believable and delightful!
We were in Old Dutch New York; the boys were all wearing knickers, and the girls were wearing long, flowery dresses. We girls knew how to hold our dresses up just so in order to jump those ropes to the maxium. There were horses and carts traveling the roads, but we had our own corner lot to play games and jump double dutch, which seemed to be all the rage at that time.
The boys never jumped with us, but they would stand around and sing rhymes and clap with the girls. It was so much fun, revisiting some of my childhood games, even if I was caught up in another time; the 1600 hundreds. Weird, but believable and delightful!
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