no, it's not really a ringing in my ears, more like a high clear electronic test tone. it showed up every once in a while prior to today. now it's a frequent visitor. it rises, holds for maybe as long as 30 seconds, then subsides, like cicadas in august.
almost drowned it out at the office by listening through headphones to the fine new decemberists CD ("What a Terrible World, What a Beautiful World") which i treated myself to during a stop at target this afternoon. but not entirely. my thursday bridge partner, dianne bloom, a chemo veteran, said before the game today she experienced it too.
listlessness persists, but at least it was a day of accomplishment. the horn now works on the RAV-4 (disconnected wires) and it's running sweet and smooth as a new car, thanks to northtown's suggestion to go for upper intake and throttle body cleaning.
for the first time since chemo started, even the bridge game was sweet. partner marietta kalman and i came in fourth (55%) and earned a master point and a fraction. dulled out, i suppressed my reckless impulses.
encouraged at the office by the night city editor, who said i shouldn't try to come in on thursday if i'm feeling low, i stayed past midnight for the first time this week and cleared away all my writing obligations for the weekend. if chemo session no. 2 on wednesday lays me out (or if the long shadow of the cisplatin from no. 1 gets darker), i'll have till sunday to recover.
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