Easter Ears

So I have about 4 blog posts brewing in my big ole head, but here is the first….

Easter Monday

6:30 PM

Clemmons, NC

  Has anyone ever told you about not sticking anything smaller than your elbow in your ear?  I think I heard that a time or two growing up, but never listened.  So as Jennifer and I are in our bathroom unpacking from the beach and listening to Graham say Big Poooop, Big Poooop (For the record no poop is involved in this story), I decide to clean my ear with a Q-Tip.  I reach into the box pull out a Q Tip and begin cleaning.  Oh that great feeling of removing ear wax…..I pull the Q-Tip out to examine my treasure and there is no cotton on the end of the Q Tip just a little wax, very disappointing on many levels.  So I immediately stick my finger in my ear to get the cotton out and get nothing.  I then have Jennifer look in my ear for the cotton and she sees nothing.

  At this point, I am convinced I will be deaf the rest of my life from the cotton was it decays and infects my eardrum.  Being too cheap and embarrassed to go to the ER, I drive myself to the Urgent Care.  At Urgent Care, I am preemptively tell everyone what I did and how I know I am stupid and please don’t judge me.  The Doctor comes in and I am ready for him to perform surgery, send me to the hospital, or flush my ear with a liquid (I was unsure of the solution to this problem).  He takes a look into my ear and says, “There is no cotton in this ear”  I ask him to take a 2^nd look to make sure, he does and confirms his diagnosis, I then ask him if he is sure, he is.

  So Boys and Girls, it took me at the age of 32 and a co-pay to learn the lesson not to stick anything in your ear.  Now my question is what are Q-Tips good for and where is the cotton from that one end of the Q-Tip….