This morning, after church, Amy and I went for a walk in the gardens at the Benedictine monastery. I have been hurting so bad lately that I haven’t been out hiking very much, so being out in the sunshine with the flowers and bees was a real treat.

Friday’s trip to Johns Hopkins did not bring us much good news. I am in a lot of pain, but the doctor is unsure as to the cause. He commented that the operations and infections have left everything in a chronic pain state and suggested we look for a pain specialist.
I have been through pretty much this exact song and dance with Hopkins before, so I think it is time to look for a second opinion. The only problem is that I don’t have any idea where to go for that second opinion. it is incredibly frustrating to have gone through so many operations only to end up deaf and in pain just like I started.
Right now I have to focus on getting ready for the May 11 workshop and the Banjo Retreat. I am in a lot of pain, but I am also surrounded by blessings. A loving wife, an amazing family, friends all over the world, a Maine coon cat and a hedgehog. I am the luckiest man alive.
As I write this my ear is starting to hurt like hell again. I think I will curl up on the couch with Amy, Invictus and Quinoa and watch my old VHS copy of A Night at the Opera. Tomorrow I will start tracking down a pain specialist and think about other places to look for help. If I am up to it, I will try to knock out a Daily Frail workshop.
Goodnight and God bless,
-Patrick