Forty-one years ago when Calvin Wright was five, his momma's pearl necklace broke. As kids are wont to do, he took a couple of the pearls and shoved them in his ear. One of the pearls came out, but the other one stayed in.
It wasn't until this month when Calvin went to an Atlanta hospital for bronchitis that the nurse practitioner discovered the pearl wedged in his ear. The doctor successfully removed it, but Calvin's keeping it. Away from his ear, we hope.
"I notice I can hear myself better," he says.
Now this incident begs an answer to the question, "How do you go around with a pearl in your ear for four decades and never do anything about it?" Had he never gone to the doctor in all that time? Had he forgotten he thought his head was once a jewelry box? Did he not wonder why he couldn't hear?
If I were Calvin, which thankfully I am not, I would get my ear pierced and have the pearl turned into an earring to wear it in my lobe.
1 comment:
It's too bad his ear didn't act like an oyster and make it bigger...
When I was a kid, my little sister put bbs (like from a bb gun) in my ear. I had to go to the doctor to get two of them out. The only good thing was the little princess got a spanking.
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