Ok, I’ve got it done.
Unable to take not hearing properly anymore, nor the pressure in my head which felt as if someone was using a bicycle-pump on my ear, I headed off this morning to a clinic near the office. I filled in a registration form (no, I don’t have any STDs, thank you for asking) and was admitted to see a really nice doctor. He chided me gently about my attempts at self-help (apparently I had the same effect on my ear-wax that a pipe-smoker has when he tamps down his tobacco) then got out his machine and gave it socks.
And now I can hear again. I can hear the chatter around the office. I can hear when people say hello to me. I can hear the really irritating truck that’s been parked outside the window for half an hour with its engine running. I can hear the mermaids singing, each to each.
Mind you, I think the last one is just because I’m mental.