October 25th, 2004


Now my ears are beginning to slightly hurt here and there. Very slight, but enough to be annoying.

I can't wait for my appointment today. Unfortunately, this guy I'm seeing is just going to be an opinion.

The good news is the actual surgeon I will be seeing, which was originally scheduled for Wednesday, just got pushed up to tomorrow. So, if all goes well, by tomorrow night I'll have a true plan of action.

Going under the knife scares the crap out of me, but living like this scares me even more.
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What's that sonny? Speak up!

Textbook case. Otosclerosis for sure, no doubt about it. Both ears.

When a doctor says immedietely after glancing at your audiology report - "Hooo boy, that's some serious conductive hearing loss!", well, you pretty much know right then and there you're fucked.

Apparantely, my estimates of 1% of the population was high, according to this doctor's opinion. Probably less than, he says.

This condition is not a sudden one. This was happing my entire life, slowly getting worse. This will surely upset all my college professors and ex-girlfriends, who thought they were simply humiliating me when asking if I was going deaf. Yep, sure was, take that.

Now, here is something interesting. There are two things studies have shown lead to otosclerosis - family history, and/or measels. Well, no one in my family, at least that I am aware of, has had this condition (Tzip, wanna correct me here?), and I certainly never had the measels. When I do things, I do it to baffle people.

Surgery is the way to go, according to doctor #2. Tomorrow I see doctor #3, who quite probably will be the person doing the cutting. One little fact that causes some concern for me: While this surgery was quite common in the 50's and 60's, medical technology and more specific diagnosis ability has lowered the numbers down to maybe 1-5 of these surgeries per surgeon per year.

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