The Flight Where My Ear Wouldn’t Listen
Four days before my trip ended, my sinuses staged a mutiny. I thought I’d shaken it off, but somewhere over Iceland, the pressure in my head turned into a knife. Swallowing, yawning, chewing gum—none of it worked. My ear stayed locked shut, a muffled reminder that my body doesn’t care about flight schedules.
Now I’m stuck in Denver, one more flight to go, still half-deaf. It’s 5pm on a Friday. No doctor, no miracle. Just me, Sudafed, and a prayer to the gods of cabin pressure.
Travel is supposed to be about freedom. Sometimes it’s just waiting for your body to catch up.
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