Thank you, my friends, for commiserating with me over my mini-heartbreak. It's not the end of the world, but I am robbed forever of experiencing stillness. I'm saddened by that. I didn't know that hearing loss can be part of a syndrome that means life actually gets noisier, instead of quieter. Skeezyks, you have had a worse version of this happen to you. You survived. I will too.

I like to fix things. I can't fix this. I can't get it fixed. I have to accept that this is how it is . . . and that's that. I have difficulty accepting change that I don't like. Life doesn't care. As time goes on, there will be more physical changes that I won't like. I'ld be smart to learn to roll with the changes. Being adaptable is one of the big keys to survival and to maintaining contentment. I do not adapt readily . . . . to any change. Over time, I eventually adapt, but I fight it and resent it and whine about it. I guess it's a form of immaturity.