You know those deep down itches you get once in a blue moon if you’re particularly unlucky? No, I don’t mean deep down on your body, I mean those deep, rooted, soul-tickling itches that emanate from the very core of your body. No you can’t scratch it! You must endure it! Yes, it will subside … eventually. They lead to madness and despair – s’truth!
Now imagine one of those itches in your ear – a subtle inflammation of your eustachian tube. Not enough to cause pain but just enough to give you a soul-shredding itch that feels like it emanates from the inner side of your mushy cerebellum.
Well that’s what I’ve got.
But there is hope! I have been prescribed ear drops and lo they are the cure! I do not refer to their protracted and longterm curative effects (though I look forward to those as well) but rather to their immediate benefits.
A drop, a mere drop, whispering down the ear canal – it feels like there are little angels dancing on the tips of my cochlear hairs, throwing up pixie dust under their crystal-tipped blue suede shoes. I kid you not, a single drop is enough to make me want to follow the great Leonard Cohen‘s footsteps to Mount Baldy Zen Center to stay a decade or two in contemplation of the divine.