As everyone knows, if a 14 year-old child can dive off a 30 foot tree, you have to do it as well.
At least that was my rationale.
Our hotel at Lake Bunyonyi created a terrifying high jump off a tree into the lake. Mind you that it was set in such a way that you would land 4 feet from the shoreline and 2 feet from some bushes.
After watching our Belgian friends fling themselves off the tree - while screaming bloody murder all the way down - Katie and I had to throw Team America into the games.
We jumped! Both of us. Although I had to stand on top of the tree and convince myself that this was a good decision for about 15 minutes.
Turns out - it was not a good idea after all.
I ruptured my ear drum! :(
After about two hours of extreme pain, I knew that we needed to start taking some action to get me help.
Me: "Katie, it's been two hours and I am still experiencing blinding pain in my left ear. I've tried everything. I am about to start screaming."
Katie (dead serious): "Oh crap. Wait, have you tried turning your head sideways and jumping up and down?"
Me: "I hate you right now."
Due to the fact that I was currently in the African bush, with no nearby doctors, we turned to the next best medical professional:
I asked Katie to pour some vodka in my ear - like, a drop or two. She poured straight from the bottle. But IT WORKED! My ear immediately felt better, though I had some ear pain for the next three weeks. Unfortunately we didn't get to take any pictures of this process - it is hard to remember your camera in an actual emergency.
To celebrate, I poured myself a Gorbie. Luckily, we had some time to drink while we waited for our dinner:
Thank you, Smirnoff. For everything.
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