Stuck

I'm meeting some really wonderful, helpful people in my community.

All because of a little bead. Which has taken up residence. In 8 of 8's ear.

8 of 8 let me know Saturday night, right before bed, that he had pushed a bead into his ear. Way down into his ear.

Way.

We headed to Urgent Care yesterday. To no avail. That bead was going to require an ENT (Ear/Nose/Throat specialist).

So we met with a wonderful ENT today. Who took a quick peek into 8 of 8's ear. And then looked at me. And apologized. And told me what I was expecting.

"This one's going to take a little surgery."

Sigh.

It is one of the things I appreciate about 8 of 8's personality. When he's in, he's all in.

So having met the helpful folks at our local Urgent Care yesterday and having met this wonderful ENT and her crew today, we're going to get to meet a whole other cast of medical characters later this week. When 8 of 8 will get to have that bead removed with the advantage of some anesthesia. And a healthy dose of deductible.

I'll tell you this...I'm having that bead made into a nice piece of jewelry.