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There’s something embarrassing about having an affliction commonly associated with young children.

Especially when I didn’t get ear infections as a child.  I know my ear drum burst once, but I don’t remember it, and I don’t remember ever having another ear infection.

I remember constantly having pink eye, but not ear infections.

WebMD has taught me more than I ever wanted to know about the physiology of the head and face, to the point where I’ve decided that I need to focus on clearing my nose and throat, rather than worry about my ears, in hopes that in doing so it will allow the gunk that’s making my ears hurt to drain in the way they’re supposed to.

In the mean time, I’m feverish, tired, and it hurts to open my mouth to eat or talk.

But I’m actually feeling better.  I guess that’s what happens when I was actually able to breath and sleep all night long.

I’m know this is a mild thing, but it’s what’s consuming my life right now.

*Various whimpering noises*

So the allergies/head cold is totally kicking my butt, to the point where WebMD is telling me that I have an ear infection.  Or thyroid cancer.  But probably just an ear infection.

I’m considering it karma because I’ve known that Lulu’s had an inflamed ear for a while, but haven’t done anything about it*.  Do you think the wipes I’m using for her ear would work for my ear?

I’m hovering at that annoying point of feeling good enough to y’know, actually do stuff, rather than spending the day in bed.

I got up this morning, got ready, took the dogs out and saw I had a half hour before I had to leave for church, so I sat down on the couch with a book, and promptly fell back asleep.  And didn’t wake up until church was over.  Whoops.

I feel horrible about this too.   I have a friend, who I first met about three years ago, soon after I moved into my house/ward.  He was on crutches at the time–he was  a marine, and had been injured in Iraq.

The story loses some of it’s drama when, after talking to him for a bit I found out that he was an explosives expert, and had been hurt in a training exercise.

But still.

A year of crutches/physical therapy later, and Phil went on a tour of duty to Afghanistan.  Which, happily, he returned from, and decided that his time in the marines was up.

So, what does a good Mormon ex-marine boy do next?  He goes on a mission.  His farewell was today.  In my ward.

And I missed it.

Phil, if you are reading this, I am so sorry.  I wanted to be there, I really did.

You are going to be an awesome missionary.

*I am not an awful dog mom note: The inflammation in Lulu’s ear is more like a hot spot that happens to be located on the flap of her ear.  She’s not showing signs of vertigo or nausea.  She just scratches her ear.  A lot.  I’m treating it with some OTC wipes, and they seem to be helping–except now she runs away when she sees me coming, because she doesn’t want me messing with her ear.  Sigh.

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