Ah, the first day of summer!
Funny how the summer solstice is always tempered by a little melancholy knowing that the days are now getting shorter. So I usually spend the first day of summer listening to five or ten different renditions of “Summertime” (Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday and Janis Joplin being my favourites) while rereading Leaves of Grass.
But for the first day of Summer 2011, I went to the hospital.
It had to see an ENT specialist. For those that don’t know that is an Ears, Nose and Throat doctor. I have been having sinus problems since I was diagnosed with asthma and allergies about eight years ago. I have trouble breathing through my schnoz for years and I haven’t been able to taste or smell well for about a year. I’ve also had sinus pain so bad on airplanes that after one flight from LA to Toronto where it felt like my face and teeth would explode, I thought I could never fly again.
What a drag it having a sniffer on the fritz.
So after a sinus x-ray, CT scan and a probe with a camera on it that goes up your nose, it was decided that I would need sinus surgery. It turns out I have a number of obstructions from polyps and spurs (among other things) up there that need to be hacked out before a opening up the sinuses (with sort of a nasal Roto-Rooter).
My ENT specialist said the surgery would be “a walk in the park”.
So we are setting up a surgery date for sometime in September. This will give me time enough to heal before the Husband and I fly to the west coast for our autumn cruise… I hope.
And your humble blogger won’t have to worry about sinus pain at 35, 00o feet again. Well that’s the idea, anyway.
Jeffrey, The Gay Groom