Back to the doctor

Today i woke up and my ear was bleeding, and it had been draining for the last two weeks, ever since i went in in the first place. The medicine, as i predicted, didnt do anything. The doctor said that he could see blood coming out of the tube in my ear, and that i still had an infection. He gave me a prescription for a new drug (things cost $9 a piece, ridiculous, luckily insurance picked up 3/4 of it). These are big green pills, hopefully theyll do something, otherwise i have to go in and get an IV put in and have it give me constant antibiotics for 3 days, that would suck. Also there are issues as to if im going to be able to graduate next semester because they are only offering one finance elective next semester and Ive tried to get around it, but every way gets blocked by something, urrgggh.

Worst experience of my life

So Ive had an earache for about a week, and I assume I have an ear infection because Ive had so many before. I put off going to the doctor because I know they are just going to prescribe me Amoxicillin, which doesnt do shit on me anymore, but hey, they dont care. Well this morning it was a lot worse so I figured I'd better go in. I told the doctor that it was strange this time because my ear isnt draining at all. So he looked in and said "I cant see" I had a giant wax build-up in my inner ear. He said that pain can be caused by that alone, so I thought maybe that was the problem. He left and sent a nurse in, she had a weird syringe type thing and a small pail, she filled the pail up with water and Im thinking "Oh, crap". Then she said she was gonna clean out my ear, made me hold something up under my ear to catch water, and then she shot water into my ear...Shot Water INTO my Ear! For those of you who dont know, water and my ears don't mix...I dont go underwater and Im careful in the shower, I would rather have bugs in my mouth than water in my ear. I have really bad ears, when i go underwater, water just shoots into my ear, and I get an ear infection, its pretty much a given. My ears do not pressurize well at all, thats why I had all that trouble on the plane. Anyways, this lady didnt just shoot water into my ear, she let it fly, it felt horribly unnatural and hurt like nothing Ive ever felt before, and she just kept doing it. The water was hitting solidly up against my ear drum or whatever, right where the infection is. Eventually she got it out and said "I bet you feel better now", and I said "I bet I dont" granted I could hear out of that ear now, but it's an hour later and its still throbbing from that. So the doctor came back in, looked in my ear and said that yes indeed I do have an infection. I told him Amoxicillin doesnt do anything for me cause Ive had it so many times before, so he prescribes me some other thing, which just turns out to be another name for Amoxicillin, the bastard. Which means that my ear infection is going to go away slowly and mainly via the power of my immune system, not medication. Well I just took my first pill (things are flippin' huge) before I blogged, and now Im gonna take a nap because I dont wanna feel this watery pain in my ear any more.

side note: when he looked in my ear again, he said I still had a tube in that ear, which is really surprising since I last had them put in when i was in 6th grade and the other one fell out probably during Calculus class senior year when my ear just randomly started bleeding during the middle of class.

Synopsis:

So here's the rundown of how the party went at Mike's house, the only place where North is West and the Vikings are still a decent team: the everfaithful Ben showed up first, he had no doubt this was gonna be a rockin' party, until about 3 when nobody had showed up. then my ex-roommie Steve showed up, and I was thinking i bought way too much food, but then a few minutes later Ray showed up and i knew that wasnt the case. I fired up the grill and cooked the best burgers west of, umm...Canada....if youre going by my map, which is clearly more empirically accurate than a Rand M'cNally or whatever the crap that roadmap making place is. Chili was already done. Then a few minutes into the game, after the Falcons had already scored, Micki showed up, much to my surprise because she wasnt even supposed to get off work until 4. About a half hour later Justin and Jake showed up, and the party was hoppin', that is, it wouldve been if the Vikings wouldntve sucked. at half the score was 23-0? Right before the second half kicked off, much to my and everyone else except for probably Ray's dismay...Ed showed up, and right before that Steve left...I would say Ed replaced Steve, but that wouldnt be entirely accurate because Ed could replace about 4 Steve's (purely based on size). In the second half the Vikings still sucked, so we found ways to entertain ourselves, which included:
-throwing a soft Twins ball up at the fan and seeing who could catch it
-trying to jump over Ed and getting your shirt partially ripped, again (that one was just me)
-random Mike party and other Mike assorted bashings.
-eating ice cream (this was just Jake, i needed to keep him happy someway)
-taking a nap on my couch in my room (Ben, the lazy bastard, but he's still faithful at least)
-and finally, last, but not least...more Mike bashing.
Then the Vikings finally scored and there was much rejoicing...then we lost...and everyone left, together, at the same time...but hopefully not in the same vehicle. And in fact i did buy WAY too much food...but at least everyone said the chili was good.

Now to the real story:
after everyone left, except Micki, she stayed, cause she's even more faithful than Ben, the treacherous, early leaving, sleeping, Bentley (not car). But I felt an overwhelming sense of...boredom...i just couldnt get it out of me, happens to me sometimes, i just get bored and no matter whats going on i just cant get into it. So Micki had the idea of us racing around the apt outside barefoooted (cause we were too lazy to put our shoes on). We ran around in different directions, except i stopped at a corner and hid behind a bush and scared her when she came. At this point she now had a huge lead, she had one long side to go, and i had the same, plus two short sides...so me being me, i took off, running all out...and about half way on the big side, i stepped on something, a rock probably, i dont know for sure cause it was dark. It didnt pierce me too deep (cause i have massive callusi on my feet) but it ripped about and inch square of skin right off....so Im currently walking around with 10% of the bottom of my foot just open meat pretty much. I told my mom about it yesterday and she got worried so she had my medical records checked and apparently i havent had a booster tetanus shot for 12 years (I thought they sent stuff out when you needed stuff like this)...so today i went in to get a shot and they said it was too late and that I would die someday...but not from tetanus, they gave me a shot for that, but it doesnt make me immortal. Just thought Id scare (or for some/most of you, get your hopes up) you all. True story though, no outlandishness here, seriously, you can check my medical records if you wish.