Banged that drum.

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While toodling around, trying to do something or other, I hit my head hard.  Ran into wood, but size and sturdiness negated any believed give from the material.  At first I thought it would be a simple forgive and forget.  Then my hearing was off.  I thought, perhaps, it just caused nasal backfill, but that wasn't it.

It was as if my listening organs were dislodged from my receiver.  As if they were out of sync, sideways to each other.  Then a headache set in.  I had to sleep.  A bit after midnight the girls reminded me I had not fed them.  I hadn't eaten either.  So I crawled out.  It was tough getting up.  I have well and truly wrung my clock.

Hearing is back to normal.  Tinnitus is a bit more pronounced, the headache with the addition of leaving me slightly nauseous exists, and now my neck bones are off, out, sore.  A dose of aspirin and a bite, after feeding the girls, and it is back to bed.

I had never tasted a cured beef.  Similar to a cured ham?  I recently bought some to try.  Along with cheeses.  It's not really my thing, but I will try not to waste.  Live and learn.  They suggest capers, lemon juice, and olive oil... also commonly served with beef tartare.   I may seek other ideas as well.  Perhaps diced into a salad.

Wow.  I hit hard.  Ugh.  At least hearing has normalized.  Oh, ouch.  Good night.