oh dear lord
i went to the first ENT’s office that would take me. that’s ear nose and throat to you healthy folk.
he used a metal spike to rip out the ear wax. there was nothing particularly hygienic. he smelled like my grandpa. there was a jesus painting in the waiting room. yes it was in Glendale.
i literally squealed like someone stepped on my tail as he poked and prodded inside of me.
also i have a deviated septum.