Dear Diary - Entry 1

Entry one.
Dear Diary,

Friday (11.10.19)

I couldn't sleep at all last night. My right ear was in so much pain. It made me cry like a baby.

Yes, it was that bad.

Believe me, if I could cast a spell to go to sleep and ignore the pain, I would.

Actually, if I could cast spells, I would make the pain go away.

Anyway, I made an appointment in the morning to see the GP about this.

On my way to the health centre, I was talking on the phone to my mom. She was worried about my ear. When I told her about it, she recited some prayers to God, and then blew on my ear. After that, the pain did magically calm down - but my hearing was still wonky. On my left, I could hear perfectly, but on my right, it felt like something was blocked.

Just then a group of people walked past me. This one guy in that group saw me and he stuck his tongue out at me.

I yelled at him, "You got a white tongue!"

He seemed surprised. Heck, I was surprised too. I'm not usually the confrontational type - but I was sleep-deprived and crankier than usual today.

The guy stopped in his tracks and waited for me to catch up to him.

For a moment, I was worried that he was going to start a fight with me.

Instead, he showed me an ice lolly stick in his hand. It had a bit of white goo on top.

"That's 'cause I'm eatin' ice cream," he said.

"Oh, what kind?"


My mom was still on the phone. She asked me who I was talking to. She doesn't like it when I talk to guys - so, of course, I said no one.

The guy returned to his group - but not before telling me, "Your breath stinks, by the way!"

What a weird interaction.

I saw that same guy again when I was in the health centre. He was sitting in the waiting area whilst on his phone.

I didn't want to talk to him again, so I sat on the other side of the room.

Unfortunately, he spotted me and came over to me.

"Hey, girl with smelly breath."

I was embarrassed as people were looking at me.

"Hi, guy with the white tongue," I said, loudly, so he would get embarrassed too.

But he just laughed. He seemed way too comfortable talking to me. To be honest, it wasn't so bad talking to him either.

I learnt that his name was Dylan and he's a year older than me. His mom and three-year-old brother were here because his brother was sick. The mom didn't trust Dylan to be left alone in the house by himself, so she brought him along too - even though he's completely fine.

I told him that seems like something my mom would do too.

Then, for some reason, we talked about aliens and conspiracies. Time flew by and I heard my name being called.

It was my GP - Doctor Lee.

She sat me down and investigated my ears with a flashlight. Then she concluded that I had an infection in my right ear - it was red and swollen on the inside. She asked if I wanted to get some tablets or a spray to treat it.

Obviously, I chose the spray.

I hate taking pills. I just don't feel comfortable putting weird chemicals into my body. But I have no problem spraying my ears with whatever the heck she prescribed to me.

Otomize ear spray. That's what it's called! (Yes, I dug through my pocket to find that prescription.)

Doctor Lee told me I have to spray my ear once three times daily.

I told her I think I have tinnitus.

She laughed. "You're too young to get that."

I explained how I could hear a ringing noise in my ears for more than a year now. Especially at night, it's this weird humming noise that gets louder the more I concentrate on it. Sometimes I could feel my ears beating, as if there was a pulse. One time, my ears popped out of nowhere and I heard nothing for two seconds. Then all the noises came rushing back to me. When I looked online, the symptoms pointed to tinnitus - a form of hearing loss.

She said it could be something else and I needed to book another appointment to get it checked out.

I thanked her and left. When I left her office, I scanned the waiting area to see if I could find Dylan. But I couldn't find him or his family anywhere. They were probably getting checked by a GP.

It was a shame because I wanted to ask for his Snapchat, but never got around to it. Oh well.

I didn't have any cash on me, so I couldn't buy the damn spray. I'll have to get it tomorrow - after I get paid for my tutoring.
Published: 10/11/2019
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