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Doctor Visit Redux

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Went back to the doctor's office today. My ear had improved somewhat, but not enough, so he made me lay down on this table that looked like a scary dentist chair. He then proceeded to stick a "little vacuum" reminiscent of the sucker thing they stick in your mouth at the dentists into my ear. After some soft whooshing sounds, I all the sudden felt a small tug in the inside of my ear and then a thud! The doctor pulled the vacuum out of my ear, wiped it on a piece of cotton and proceeded to show me a black piece of what I assume was wax that was slightly (and I mean only slightly) smaller than a pencil eraser. Did I mention it was black?

Now I'm taking more drops (the same turpentine drops as before) and two pills a day for the next ten days to clear up a little redness on my ear drum.


Best part of this whole endeavor: it only cost $13. 
Posted by Tina at Monday, March 29, 2010

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