I know what you're thinking, "Why didn't I go to the doctor?" Well, lets just say I'm a tad stubborn. #1 I hate the doctor and I especially hate taking medicine. #2 Everyone was telling me I should go and, being me, I stubbornly refused to just because they said so.
But now that I can't hear and have gotten really tired of saying "huh?" eighty times in a conversation, I've gone to the doctor. The diagnosis: Nasal Polyps.
Yes, that's right, Nasal Polyps. Not a sinus infection, not an ear infection, not anything remotely normal... NASAL FREAKING POLYPS! Who gets these??? Me, that's who. I call my mom to give her the doctor's report and she laughs and says, "Oh, you used to get those all the time." So apparently this is a recurring visitor.
So, world meet Polly the Polyp, but don't get too attached she will not being staying long thanks to my even newer friend Nasonex.