So, after a long day of hiking, thirteen hours and eighteen miles to be exact, I was home eating dinner at eleven P.M. I felt a bug on my face while sitting on the couch shoveling pasta into my mouth. I swatted it away. It went into my ear. I was up and on my feet at that point. I may have been yelling. I did not know what kind of bug it was. I felt its wings whirring in my ear. I heard its wings whirring in my ear, my right ear. The dogs were barking and my husband was yelling and I was shaking my head to get the bug out. It was flying down the canal. It was NOT coming out. Dan, my husband, was googling what to do when a bug is in your ear. I was dancing\ jumping\ yelling and trying in a not so calm way to calm everyone down, including myself. Dan poured mineral oil into my ear in hopes of drowning the bug. I felt the oil, the bug, and a pulsing sensation. I thought bee, deer fly- something with wings. How could this be happening? I was tired and hungry and it was our twenty-seventh anniversary! The bug was not budging. Dan tried tweezers, and flashlight and sucking it out with a turkey baster. He tells me I was jumping around like crazy. Well, yes! We went to the E.R. It was midnight. I told my situation to the receptionist. The poor woman... Who knows who will come in with what. I was covered with mineral oil and I still had a cake of mud on my legs from the hike, even after showering. Dan had not showered. His legs were covered with mud. We had walked for miles up and down a stream bed which was the trail. There was a lot of opportunity for mishap - a slip - some broken bones. But no - a bug in my ear. The first nurse tried hard with washes and rinses and a probe. The bug was dead she said. My friend, Kristin, another nurse, came into the room. We exchanged greetings. She knew of a tool with a suction cup. A third nurse came in with that tool. I squeezed Dan's hand as she pulled out the beetle. I had to take it home to photograph. She placed it in a urine cup. I was happy and relieved. It was a BEETLE! Are you kidding me? It was a memorable day. It was our twenty-seventh wedding anniversary. It was our thirty-seventh high peak out of forty-six. It is our story.