Can you hear me now? Because I can’t hear you

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On Sunday evening I noticed the pain, rather, more of a irritation of something new creating a home somewhere that you don’t want anything to create a home. It was when I took Star on her 5 mile hike that when I put the head phones in my ear that it felt as if the left ear didn’t have room for the headphone to get cozied in there. On Monday is when the actual slight pain started in my left ear….um, okay, what’s going on in there? I checked it out with a mirror, I could see nothing. It’s not in the inner ear, its in the outer ear but just slightly in where it’s not visible by mirror. Nice. Yesterday, it’s painful, I’m assuming it’s a zit. Did you hear that? (I didn’t because I’m going def now) but did I just type that I might have a zit in my inner ear? Gross. Ew. Gross. Ew. I’m also assuming that if that’s what it is, that it’s possibly from running and sweating into my headphones that could have possibly caused this, because these are not headphones that sit on your head and on the outside of my ear, they are the kind that are just on wires and sit in your ear. This is not due to me being a dirty girl and not washing my ears, thank you for letting me justify that.

Today it’s compromising my hearing. I can still hear, but it’s drowned out in that ear, it’s different. I’m afraid. I’ve Googled things like, “zits in your ears”, “acne inside the ear” and I’ve come up dry. Yes, there’s people out there talking about this but there not a professional doctor type website that addresses this like it could be normal. Thus, me creating ideas in my head that a spider crawled into my ear and planted some spider babies who are growing into full spider babies and when this life of it’s own bump in my ear pops, a million baby spiders will come crawling out of my ear. Or better yet, as husband says, they will crawl into my brain and then begin crawling out of my eyes. Thank for that my dear husband, my best friend, my love, my funny guy. I hate spiders.

I’m breaking down and calling my doctor. I was going to make an appointment for girly stuff anyway so I guess it’s a good time now. I hate going to the doctor. I hope they can get me in like tomorrow.

Before I go…..please don’t comment about how you knew someone, who knew someone that knew someone who had spider babies bust out of their ear.

I just couldn’t take it. Thank you dear internet.

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