My body seems to be falling apart as I speak …or type that is.
Yesterday I had a small twinge in my knee early in the morning, and by the end of the day it was kinda stiff. When I awoke this morning, it was swollen and almost unbendable. The knee that is 
Anyway (potty humor aside) – the rest of the day didn’t bring anything better for it, so now it’s ice-packs and elevation for the next few days(?) It’s my first ever knee issue – and seeing as it wasn’t caused directly by anything sport related, I’m really hoping that it goes away. Hoping.
So fast forward to the Baritone Doctors’ work environment. We’re all standing around fixing things when Robin (Scott’s 10 year old son) makes the comment “Do you ever have your ears ring?” I of course go into the whole ear-plug/protection thing that the typical musician knows well enough about, and then I find out that his ears are ringing at that very moment. Strange I say. Then Rachel pipes in with “I’m hearing a high pitched noise right now.” Ian says the same thing. Then Vanessa. They wander about and converge on the battery charger in the corner of the room …ahhh, that’s making the noise! Eureka. Problem solved …kinda.
It seems the only people in the shop who can hear the noise all happen to be under 30 years old. The other guys (41, 45 and 50) can’t hear a thing – even when standing beside it! As you may know, I’m the 41 year old (for a little while longer at least) and I actually pride myself on my ‘preserved’ hearing …at least considering the amount of noise I’ve been exposed to during the past 20 years of my life. But it seems it’s just a natural occurrence for your higher pitches to diminish with age. Who would of thunk it.
Thanks old age. My knee and ears are eternally grateful.
