I woke up Monday morning with a little bit of a tickle in the back of my throat. We’re all familiar with that wonderfully non-specific symptom that can mean you have a cold or are suffering from allergies or you’re going to die next week. I assumed it was my seasonal allergies acting up so I started my Monday off with a heaping helping of antihistamines.
They didn’t end up working and I resigned myself to becoming sick with something truly awful sooner rather than later. I could only hope that I got better quickly because I was unreasonably busy at work. Those TPS reports weren’t going to file themselves.
On Tuesday I tried to ignore it the best I could but I could feel this growing, throbbing pain beginning to accompany the nearly constant tickling. I tried to cough it out but had no luck. I began to think it was a sinus infection which was just wonderful. I usually get one or two a year but apparently this was my lucky year because it was number 3. As I sat at my desk I vaguely wondered if I should call a doctor but decided to tough it out because I’m an idiot.
Wednesday came and I decided to call a doctor. There was no way this was going away on its own. I also was beginning to think it wasn’t a normal sinus infection. If you’ve ever had one you’d know the mucus that comes out of your face is generally greenish and pus like. The stuff coming out of me wasn’t even remotely similar. It was more viscous and slimy. It was also perfectly clear. There was also this strange crunchy and crackling sound constantly in my ears. It was almost as if someone had pumped puffed rice cereal into my sinuses. I’d never experienced something like that before and a strange symptom was less than comforting. Luckily my ENT had an appointment Friday morning so I could get this awfulness taken care of.
I called out Thursday and spent the day thrashing around in bed trying to sleep despite the constant crackling roaring through my head and tickling in my throat.
Friday morning I crawled out of bed feeling not great but not as bad as I had felt Thursday. The tickling in my throat had become less and it seemed that there was very little mucus coming, the crackling was less loud, and the throbbing feeling had stopped. I almost cancelled my appointment, thinking it was stupid to waste my doctor’s time on what may have just been a cold.
I went anyway. I was informed that there was a 25 dollar cancellation fee when you cancel less than 24 hours before the appointment. Since my copay was cheaper and I already had the day off I just said “screw it” and decided to waste the doctor’s time.
As I sat in the waiting room my nose started to feel stuffy, but the crackling and tickling had almost completely stopped. It became worse and worse until the pressure was almost too much. I quickly scanned the waiting room for a tissue and spotted a box us on the far edge of the front desk. I went up and grabbed a few sheets and returned to my seat.
I blew my nose. Suddenly there was sweet, sweet relief. All the stuffiness, all the pain, all the tickling, all of the crackling, they were gone completely. I felt wonderful. I was almost ready to take the 25 dollar hit to cancel the appointment and stroll on out and grab some breakfast; then I looked at the tissue.
Pupae. Hundreds and hundreds of pupae lie in the tissue along with some of their younger squirming maggot brothers. I was too shocked for words but I wasn’t too shocked to scream.
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Credits to: photofreecreepypasta
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