Ever since Tuesday night (when my ear started hurting), I’ve been having trouble hearing out of my right ear. Today, it seems to be worse and most of what I hear from it is ringing. The pain is less, though, so that would be a good thing, right? It feels weird, though, like something is even more off about the pressure. Oh, and when I woke up this morning, I had my ear against my pillow. Well, when I moved my head, I saw this splotch (about the size of a quarter) of blood. Yesterday, the blood didn’t bug me because it was staying in my ear for the most part, but the blood on my pillow and the increase in blood on cotton balls seems to be a bad sign. Of course, its Friday, so the doctor isn’t in and I don’t want to go to the ER. I’ve checked on the ‘net about bleeding, and everything seems to point to a ruptured eardrum, which there isn’t much that can be done (except surgery in some cases), so I guess I’ll just wait this out.
I really need to get to work on my literary critique for World Literature. It’s supposed to be turned in on Tuesday, so I really should get to work on it soon. I’m procrastinating, though. I don’t like writing things for English anymore. In English 101 (English Comp.), it was fun because I had a teacher who would give us a lot of leeway on what we could write. We just had to stick with a certain style of essay. I would write about weird things, and she would give me A+’s on my work. In Social Work, its fun, too, because I can be strong-willed and opinionated, and my teacher likes that, so she rewards me with good grades. In Literature, I’m afraid that my opinions about things will get me a bad grade. I mean, my teacher is fair, but you never know how a teacher will react, especially if you end up saying something she disagrees with about a subject she loves.
I received 3 envelopes from the Disability Determination Service this afternoon. One was very thin and just said what we’d been over on the phone (in form letter style, not personalized at all). The other two contained forms–one for jobs I’ve had and the other is for physical limitations that my disability has caused me. Okay, I don’t know what I should put on the jobs one. Technically, I’ve never had a proper job. I was a web designer for a company, but I only made about $200 total (though my pain of an ex boss still owes me $150 more). I didn’t make enough on any paycheck from there to even think about taxes or Social Security stuff. Then, I was an Avon lady back when I was 17, but that was under my mom’s name. Right now, my mom is one under my name, so does that count? And physical limitations? Hmm…I can’t go up stairs because of my joint problems and my asthma, and when my depression is bad, I have trouble moving. I guess that could be a physical limitation. Honestly, I don’t know what I’m supposed to say.
As some of you may have noticed, there is a 4th theme on here–I Enjoy Being a Girl, featuring Sarah Jessica Parker. As far as I know, its also valid XHTML and CSS. So, yay for that. Oh, and I added threaded comments, so I can reply directly to people’s comments sometimes or so that other people can respond. I also moved all of my poetry from The Heart Speaks to this page. You can find all of my poems that I had at that site to the Poetry section on here.