It was Saturday night at Last Chance, we had just turned out all the lights and settled down into our cozy beds. The kids were all sound asleep and the Erskines were sleeping in the room next to ours. All of the sudden, Rick starts screaming like a MAD MAN! He jumps out of bed and is flipping his head in all directions -- "A moth just flew into my ear, A moth just flew into my ear!" Jason and Lisa come running in to see what all the commotion was about. Jason, being the calm-collected friend, started to work on Rick's ear. First, he yelled to Nurse Lisa to grap the tweezers. He pinned Rick down on the bed, shinning the flashlight into his ear and tried to pull the moth out. It was pretty funny to watch Rick "bucking"Jason off everytime the moth started flapping next to his ear drum, as he was trying to perform surgery. When the tweezers weren't working, the next idea was a vaccum. I wish I had a picture of this: Jason with the dust buster vaccum attached to Rick's ear trying to suck up the little bugger. No dice! Next was a water bottle inserted into the ear to try to flush it out. Nope, no success. So off to Tooele Emergency Room we went. Rick entered the hospital like a Tourette's patient. He would be just fine walking, then the moth would start to flap, and he would start going into convulsions like he was having a seizure. I thought he was going to rip his head off.
He explains it like this: Just think of a helicopter next to your ear drum while someone is tickling you in an inappropriate place and it doesn't stop. The funniest part is that he had a very sore neck for about a week after from all the convulsions!
Love you Rick!



