So I think last week I mentioned something about feeling a bit under the weather. Being a man, and an overly stubborn example of the species, my general rule of thumb is to refuse to ever admit sickness. Standard operating procedure is to guzzle NyQuil Green Death with numerous hot toddies at night and bolster it with borderline unethical amounts of Sudafed during the day to remain standing. As it turns out, this is a bad idea.

Early this week my jaw started hurting, accompanied by mind-numbing and debilitating headaches by mid week. At this point I'm thinkin' "What more can go wrong?" I went to the dentist with the full expectation of having a full root canal or extraction. He pronounces me in perfect (dental) health and sends me to my general practioner. Turns out I've had a severe bronchitis which has led to infection. Treatment is a full reversal including expectorants and anti-biotics. Needless to say, in the last 36 hours my head has balooned up to the point that a casual bystander would suspect I'd come up on the losing end of a few rounds with Tito Ortiz. Worse yet, I can't hear a damn thing. Well, I can hear everything it's just all midrange. My whole life is like a Fall Out Boy record on a Bose Acoustimass. This sucks.

Any of you guys ever gone through temporary hearing loss? Life becomes murky, sedated, and reeeaallly boring...