I am feeling much better. Except for the occasional twinge inside my ear, the random ringing, and the intermittent ache of the stitches, I’m on the mend.
However, the worst part is not the actual surgery but the bandage. Imagine the feeling of an earwig crawling in your ear…imagine that feeling when you swallow to much water while swimming and your Eustachian tube stings…imagine having an itch on your face that you can’t scratch because you’re suppose to be a statue on stage during a production of Macbeth. This is what the bandage is starting to feel like. By dusk, it is everything I can do not to rip the thing off my head. In order to “become one with the bandage” and because I am “really bored” I have staged my own photo shoot. Unlike Josh’s previous shoot, where I was barely able to sit up, this shoot shows me becoming one with my bandage.

Behold the stylish ear muff:

Want people to feel extra sorry for you? Tie on a do-rag:

I can’t hear a thing through these headphones:

Trying for the Princess Leia look using a cereal bowl: