My Brother and the ....
The night before our family reunion- at my cousin Eric's birthday party my brother told me about something that still freaks me out slightly when I go to bed. He woke up on Saturday morning and his ear felt a little odd and sounds were muffled. He got up and used a Q-tip on his ear and scrambled everything around in there, thinking that he had water or something in it. But then he totally lost hearing in just that one ear. He called my mom and dad and they advised him to go the doctor. He was told that there was some sort of blockage in there and the doctor decided to flush it out with a large syringe of water. They pushed a ton of water in there and it all came out in a rush and when my brother looked down and in the dish was a crumpled up spider! It must have crawled into his ear sometime during the night and he either killed it then or when he used the q-tip. I've heard stories about things like this happening, but I always thought it was an urban legend, or that it would only happen if you slept outside or if your home was horribly infested. Now I think about this when I go to bed. I hate spiders anyways, but the thought of one laying eggs in my head while i rest is still very disconcerting.
The night before our family reunion- at my cousin Eric's birthday party my brother told me about something that still freaks me out slightly when I go to bed. He woke up on Saturday morning and his ear felt a little odd and sounds were muffled. He got up and used a Q-tip on his ear and scrambled everything around in there, thinking that he had water or something in it. But then he totally lost hearing in just that one ear. He called my mom and dad and they advised him to go the doctor. He was told that there was some sort of blockage in there and the doctor decided to flush it out with a large syringe of water. They pushed a ton of water in there and it all came out in a rush and when my brother looked down and in the dish was a crumpled up spider! It must have crawled into his ear sometime during the night and he either killed it then or when he used the q-tip. I've heard stories about things like this happening, but I always thought it was an urban legend, or that it would only happen if you slept outside or if your home was horribly infested. Now I think about this when I go to bed. I hate spiders anyways, but the thought of one laying eggs in my head while i rest is still very disconcerting.

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