I was shopping today, when a child went into a screaming fit.  As most kids do, not a big deal. I have Tinnitus; It is like a kettle whistle blowing at 3/4 volume, everyday, every hour, every minute of every second for the past 30 years.  No breaks, No relief.  People say, get hearing aides, They do not help,  The masking sound, just makes my hearing worse.

Today it hit me like an ice pick was shoved in my ear and lodged in the middle of my brain.  The pain was unbearable. I am 60 plus and not much makes me cry with pain. In the middle of the store. I put my head on the cart and felt like I was going to die. I turned to the mother, she smiled and shrugged. I know it’s not her fault or her child for trying to get his way.  But I wish, it never happened.   This is 9 hours later and I have just found relief with Oxycontin.  I can feel the sensation of the pain with out the pain.  The whistle sound is still there. I have never shared anything about this, until this week.  Some people say I don’t like kids.  Wrong.  I love kids. I wish parents would take the time to teach their children that to every action there is a reaction.  Not always pleasant. Sometimes very painful.