What, am I 12 again?

So the last few days of my Koh Tao diving, my right ear seemed to fill w water & subsequently refused to empty. I at first ignored the problem, innocently probed Anna for a solution when it wouldn’t go away (bottle of saline), & then remained silent & suffered, even with the onset of pain bc no chance in hell I was missing out on my last dives. I just found myself saying “what?” a lot when out w the crew at night bc it was clogged & I couldn’t hear for shit. I knew it was swimmers ear based on prior experience when I was 12 during Okoboji or Myrtle Beach family vacas (but I thankfully didn’t have it nearly as bad as Sar). I’m guessing it was somehow related to my ears equalizing while descending during diving as they aren’t accustomed to that bc I haven’t had swimmers ear in 25 years. I knew I had to take care of it in Malaysia & I also knew it was going to dampen my water activity level. I was now going to be the chick who refuses to get her hair wet in the sea/pool. I fg hate those lame chicks. But I figure it’s only 2 days & then I’m back to my old self… so says the medical assistant I saw who prescribed me drops, antibiotic & ibuprofen all for a whopping 30 ringgit (USD $7). Worth every penny.

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