Oooh-weee baby, lets talk medicine. Ear infection. I know. Call a doctor, you stupid moron, I suspect people are thinking, but I was concerned about what it might cost to get professional help. My ear hurt. I was getting a wee bit of what I fucking hope was blood on the end of a cotton swab when I tried to clean out what is probably an infected ear canal, like the Russians invaded by submarine through a subversive capillary. I felt concern and discomfort. I pondered what to do, then was edified from within and googled the sentence "is it safe to shove antibiotic cream in your ear if you think it's infected?"
I want in the worst way to share the tiny joys that bliss my dreary fourth quarter existence, retired, what ever else shit existentialism pervades. In seconds the answer unscrambled a kind loving radiant big breasted, "Yes, it is safe to use antibiotic cream to treat your cheapskate loser medical problem. Assholes everywhere, ones too cheap and unsuccessful to see a professional, get lovely results by squirting budget brand cream in their ear. Stick the nozzle in deep, motherfucker!"
So great to receive affirmation! I unpackaged the dollar store generic tube of fester shit. Shoved the nozzle in up to the hilt, like it was John C Holmes, and squeezed the healing ooze right where it it was wanted, in that goddam pustule, a festered zit with the temerity to lodge itself in my beautiful inner ear. Fuck that jive ass bullshit. I am in recovery.
No shit, this is the zillionth time a product I bought at a dollar store fixed a medical problem. Call this weenie wagging, I like to remind the medical establishment, where possible, that common stupid peons have managed without the help of greedy health care conglomerates. I can follow simple instructions, like shove antibiotic shit in your ear, and sleep off whatever else happened. Thanks for reading.
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