I have been otorhinolaryngologist-ed

I hate going to the doctors. I hate being prodded and poked with cold metal things. If i wanted that, I would've been a chicken. Yeah, okay, even chickens don't like that. But being one with medical conditions, I still had to go.

The last time I flew out, I had massive pain in my head that felt like a balloon was literally being inflated behind my eyeball. I'm flying out again and I don't want to have to go through that kind of pain so off to the doctors I go. I braced myself for the prodding and poking but I never ever thought it would be like this.

First, your nose is turned up with his finger and it kinda is reminiscent to how you'd make faces when you were a kid. Then he sticks this metal tong into your nostril and prods on. He also put some sort of vacuum in my nose and let it suck something fierce!

I have never felt more violated in my entire life. Ever.

And yet, I still need to get a CT Scan and go back to him. Haaay...