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.
I can't believe you named it Polly. I am more stubborn than you about doctors. I walk like Grandpa Martin whenever I stand up and have yet to consult with an ortho. Oh well. And we're only 30. Its just going to get worse. I'm crabby. I'm going to bed early.
ReplyDeleteI NAMED IT POLLY!! Give me credit knockerpants sola!!!
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