So the nurse claimed getting my ear syringed would feel 'a bit weird'.

A bit?? It felt like someone had diverted a river of particularly loud sewage into my year, whilst threatening me with a pneumatic drill.

After it was finished, the nurse enquired if I was ok? Fine! Fine! I muttered. I then tried to move a chair to get out of the nurses room, then realised the door opened outwards so casually pretended I was just walking strangely.

Then I walked out of the room and into a store cupboard. Much to the bemusement of a pretty girl trying to get something out of the cupboard.

Then I walked round the surgery twice trying to get my bearings, shoulder-barging an old lady in the process.

BUT I CAN HEAR AGAIN! YESSSSSSS!!!!!