kirennia
Part of the furniture
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I have what I guess you can call a fear of flies but that's about it. I'll scale most heights, walk home through lanes at night, catch spiders, feed snakes, just can't stand flies or I guess any flying insect which is small enough to fit into either my nose or my ear...yes that's right...my ear. See where this is going?
It all stemmed from one night a few years ago, sitting down eating a meal as you do when a fly landed on the table in front of me (later found out it fell from a small cobweb in the light fitting). It then turned at me, bounced off my forehead, then my temple, then went for my ear. I instinctively shoved my little finger in my ear and stupidly, it pushed it out of reach of any tweezers or anything.
For the next 5 minutes I had this fly trapped in my ear beating against my eardrum before I finally drowned it with cooking oil. I had to go to the hospital to have the bastard syringed out from my ear. To make matters worse, after the fly itself came out, the doctor pulled out what I can only now assume was a ball of wax. A perfect spherical ball which looked surprisingly like an egg.
While it sounds funny now (including to just about every doctor that ever reads through my medical history), it's not impossible for that sort of thing to send people do-lally. I'm generally quite a calm person but I was just about ready to start breaking just about everything I could see around me while it was there, words can't describe how bad it felt. Of any injury I've ever sustained, this was by far the worst.
Any flies come near me now, I go into a feral rage and hunt them down til they're dead.....pure and simple.
It all stemmed from one night a few years ago, sitting down eating a meal as you do when a fly landed on the table in front of me (later found out it fell from a small cobweb in the light fitting). It then turned at me, bounced off my forehead, then my temple, then went for my ear. I instinctively shoved my little finger in my ear and stupidly, it pushed it out of reach of any tweezers or anything.
For the next 5 minutes I had this fly trapped in my ear beating against my eardrum before I finally drowned it with cooking oil. I had to go to the hospital to have the bastard syringed out from my ear. To make matters worse, after the fly itself came out, the doctor pulled out what I can only now assume was a ball of wax. A perfect spherical ball which looked surprisingly like an egg.
While it sounds funny now (including to just about every doctor that ever reads through my medical history), it's not impossible for that sort of thing to send people do-lally. I'm generally quite a calm person but I was just about ready to start breaking just about everything I could see around me while it was there, words can't describe how bad it felt. Of any injury I've ever sustained, this was by far the worst.
Any flies come near me now, I go into a feral rage and hunt them down til they're dead.....pure and simple.
