Tuesday, August 12, 2008

#1 Reason Why You Should Always Have Earmuffs Handy

BUGS. Yes, I said bugs. Last night I put my book away, turned off the lamp, and settled in for bed. Right on the verge of sleep, I felt something fall on/in my ear. As any normal person would, I flicked at my ear. Thinking the offender was gone, I attempted sleep again. Instead of sleep, I found a scratching/crawling/scrambling around IN MY EAR. The creepy thing about a bug being in your ear is that you can feel it AND hear it. This is the closest I hope I ever come to going mad. I hesitated to wake the hubby, knowing he would think I was having one of my crazy dreams. I tried jumping up and down and shaking my head vigorously. But, once I convinced myself that the bug was burrowing through to my brain, I leapt up and had a full on freak attack: thrashing, flicking, crying, and cursing. There's a good chance I would have let someone cut my ear off to get the thing out. Husband didn't run for the knife and responded much more rationally than I did.

Several years ago, a tweezer company sent a model with a light attached to a magazine I worked for, hoping we would feature the gadget in a column. As a silly parting gift, a co-worker gave me the tweezers when I left the job. Despite the "as seen on TV" gimmick, they aren't bad tweezers and I've used them ever since.

After husband tried to flush my ear with water, I told him to get the tweezers. I wanted him to see the bug so I could prove that I wasn't crazy. He turned off all the lights hoping the bug would come toward the light and out of my ear. After laying eyes on the bug and insisting I not move while the thing crawled around in my ear, he eventually grasped the thing with the tweezers and extracted it. Here he is:



Whole ordeal: 20 minutes. I had a bug in my ear for 20 minutes.

How on earth does one go back to sleep after that? Here's how:



FYI: After a thorough internet search this morning, it appears mineral oil or olive oil can be poured in the ear, left for 10 minutes to drown the bug, and then drained and flushed with warm water. That is, of course, if you don't have lighted tweezers.

3 comments:

Heather said...

OMG. You poor thing. Actually, of all things, I also once had a bug in my ear. However, it was little tiny, and I'm living proof you can go on to get a PhD with a dead bug in your head because I never did get that guy out. Whew--it was healing to share that.

SCM said...

Are they attracted to us for some reason? Had it been dead, I probably would have been fine. It was the tap dancing on my eardrum that sent me into irrational Girl, Interrupted style fits.

avb said...

Oh, bless your heart! And I actually mean that! That is just awful...but it seems like you handled it as well as you could! You see: it's handy to be a belle. Who else would have had lighted tweezers?