…if it’s not one thing it’s something else. Now, I really enjoy my doctors. They are generally kind people – probably one of the reasons that they elected to do primary care practice/pediatrics and not something like, I don’t know, orthopedics. But quite frankly I’m sick of seeing them and any other medical professional at this point. I feel like my ear is the bane of my existence. People are telling me that there isn’t anything wrong with it, but there is. It feels swollen sometimes. It rings constantly. I want answers and I want to be fixed or to be as close to fixed as possible. Part of my problem, granted, is that I’m not very patient. i expect modern medicine to be able to figure things like this out. I mean, we have all this technology right? And I’ve participated in a lot of it – CT scans, MRI’s, x-rays, bloodwork. So, i should have some answers somewhere…and I don’t. Which is frustrating and stressful. It’s like a big cloud that is constantly there and following me around. Some days, there’s nothing doing – it’s not going to rain, but it’s still overcast. And some days it’s thundering and lightening and hurricane-like outside and I’m running for cover, hoping that I don’t get myself killed.