I Should Stop Answering The Phone

*Call from a 30 year old woman. . . yes, an adult*

NurseHubba: Emergency room, this is NurseHubba.

Mothra (high-pitched wail): Aaaaaaaaaah, it went in!  It went in!

NurseHubba: Ma'am, what is going on?  What's wrong?

Mothra: It went in my ear!  It's gonna eat my braaaaaaaain!

NurseHubba (sighing): What did, ma'am?

Mothra: The buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug!

NurseHubba: . . . .

Mothra: Wait.  I think it flew out. . . . Yeah, it's gone.

NurseHubba: Good.  So, you're all set, then?  

Mothra: Do I need to come to the ER?

*I gave the whole speech about medical advice over the phone, etc while trying to dissuade her from coming.

Fifteen minutes later, I see on the tracker that, in the waiting room, there is a 30 year old female who might have a bug in her ear. . .

Damn.