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Recipe for the Perfect Christmas 10/12

One part small town girl coming home from the big city. One part handsome stranger. Five parts lifelong friends (don't forget to include their partners). One part stubborn father. A dash of Christmas spirit. Part: Ten of Twelve Pairing: Oscar Piastri x ofc (with appearances from Mark Webber. Lando Norris, Carlos Sainz, Esteban Ocon, Pato O'Ward, and George Russell) wc: 5,668 warnings: none? a little emotional soundtrack: spotify ⋆❆⋆ apple music nav: One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve

Lift the bundle from the crock. Untie and remove cheesecloth. Brush with liquor and syrup mixture. Wrap in waxed paper. Place in box. Seal. Wrap and fasten with red ribbon. Affix tag. Add to stack.

Repeat.

The steady, repetitive task kept Natalie's mind blank. The kitchen reeked of fruitcake and the liquor and syrup. She had purposefully chosen non-Christmas music to play on her phone, though had somehow missed a couple carols on her playlist. Adding another cheesecloth to the pile, she picked up the brush and dipped it into the bowl, sweeping the syrup over the top of the cake then sliding it onto the waxed paper.

She couldn't hear anything above the music playing in her ears but knew the moment the back door opened. She wasn't sure if it was because of the cold air that slipped into the kitchen, or the shadow that moved in her peripheral vision. Pausing in her task, she held her breath, finally turning to see her father washing his hands in the sink. He didn't say a word, even after she removed her earbuds, and she felt the pain in the silence as he took another fruitcake from the large crock.

They worked without speaking. She remembered a long-ago night when they had worked in this fashion. When the air had been thick with the words she had already said and the silence had been painful. The only difference was that they were both a little older.

As he placed the last fruitcake on the counter, she felt a pang in her chest. The last fruitcake was always taken home. It was the only one he allowed himself, even though it was his favorite holiday treat and hers, too. He wrapped it meticulously in the waxed paper, as those for customers had been wrapped, then paused.

Natalie furrowed her brow when he unfolded the paper and reached for one of the knives on the magnetic strip. She wanted to ask what he was doing, but it was obvious he was going to slice into the fruitcake. Despite his self-imposed rule that it wait for Christmas Eve, when it would be enjoyed with his best brandy after getting back from the candlelight service at church. She watched the knife glide through the cake, watched the slices cascade, then watched him set the knife down.

"I don't have my brandy," he said.

"It's not Christmas Eve," she pointed out.

"Are you gonna be here then?" he asked.

Her breath caught, and she thought of her laptop, which she'd left on the kitchen table, email open on the job offer. "I will."

"Then we'll take another one home for then." He picked up a slice and looked at it.

"Two fruitcakes for yourself?"

"Why the hell not."

Natalie bit her lip, waiting for him to bite into the slice. When he didn't, she frowned.

"Did I ever tell you where I got this recipe?" he asked, still staring at it.

"I don't think so."

"It was in your mother's family. Started as a Christmas pudding with her great-great-grandmother in England, and when they came here they adapted it. Her mother perfected it. It was the one thing I'd never been able to do right, and when we got married, she and your Nana showed me how to do it properly." He sighed. "It was the third-best thing she ever gave me."

"What were first and second?"

"Second was her love and partnership over the twenty-two years we had together." He turned, holding the slice of fruitcake out to her.

She took it, knowing just by touch and smell that it had been prepared perfectly. "What was the first?"

"You."

"Oh, Dad," she whispered, vision blurring with tears. She wasn't a gift. She was a nightmare. She'd left him at the worst possible time, had distanced herself for years, and had only come back because she had no choice. And her knee-jerk reaction when she got upset had been to do the exact same thing. But it occurred to her that if she took the job in Atlanta and left, that she wouldn't be welcomed back so warmly. "I think you're wrong."

"I never thought I was."

"Even when I left?"

"Especially then."

"How?" she asked, setting the slice down. She didn't deserve a bite. "How could you still think I was great when I basically told you to take this place and shove it?"

"Because you're my child. And I'll always love you. I'll always be proud of you."

She shook her head. "I'm nothing to be proud of. I've had how many jobs? I either choose a place about to go bankrupt or a company I don't fit in with—"

"That's just bad luck, Natalie."

"How many punches on my bad luck card do I have to get before I get some good luck?" Natalie shook her head again and pushed away from the counter. "Ever since Mom died, I've spiraled like water in a toilet before it flushes down."

"You think you're the only one?" he asked, scowling. "You think you're the only person this world craps on? Grow up. People around the world have it worse in a day than you have in a year."

She gaped at him, not sure if she was insulted by or surprised by his outburst.

"There are folks out there who don't know where their next meal is coming from. Families that have to choose between keeping the lights on or putting food on the table for the week. People get kicked out of their supposedly loving homes because of who they're attracted to or what they do or don't believe in and have to fend for themselves. Kids that are sick and dying but can't get the help they need."

"I know," she said. "But—"

"You've never had to worry about any of that. Because of this place," he said, gesturing around them. "Because my grandparents chose this little spot to settle after they got married, and because they put years of blood and sweat and tears and love into this dump. And then your grandparents stepped in and kept it going. When prices had to go up and sales slacked off, we went without just to keep this place open. Then it was my turn, and when you came along I swore that I would do everything I could to make sure you never had to want for anything."

"Dad—"

"You're allowed to be selfish. I know when you're down how hard it is to see that it could be so much worse. But you don't have it so bad. There's a roof over your head and you didn't have to pay for your schooling." He inhaled then exhaled shakily. "I wanted you to take over for me when it was my turn to hang up my apron, because it's the family business. And yes, it hurt like hell when you told me you'd rather do anything else, but I knew I had to let you go."

"I'm sorry," she whispered. She didn't know what else to say.

"I'm sorry that you're upset because I'm selling the place. But I'm not sorry I'm doing it. You don't want it. Max does. And he'll be successful, because he loves this almost as much as I do."

"Does he?"

"He does. I told him I'd take down all the old stuff and he insisted it stay. He doesn't want to change it. He said…" Her father paused, closing his eyes briefly. "He said there are lifetimes of memories on the walls and he wouldn't dream of wiping them away."

"He's right." Anywhere she looked she could pull up a memory. The counter, currently stacked with fruitcakes, wiped clean and being dusted with flower so her mother could teach her how to knead. The row of knives on the magnetic strip, which she had taken down once a week so her father could sharpen them. It was a physical rolodex of memories, good and bad, and so was the shopfront, where she had spent the afternoons of her childhood. "I grew up in this building."

"I know you did."

"It was the last place I saw Mom." She stared in the direction of the back door, which her mother had pushed open and then paused, unruly snowflakes floating inside as she reminded Natalie to put the chicken on for dinner. Her own bored reply echoed in her mind and she again felt the flush of guilt and shame.

"Me, too." He finally stepped away from the counter, limping over to switch on the coffeepot near the oven. He stopped, placing one hand on the door of the oven. "She was mad at me."

"She was?" Natalie frowned. She didn't recall her mother being mad. Rushing, yes, and complaining about the weather she had to drive in, but not mad. "What about?"

"I was supposed to go shopping with her. But I had to put in an order, and was running late on getting the work for morning done. She didn't like driving in the snow. I told her to stop being a baby. She told me I was being an inconsiderate ass. It was my fault she was leaving late, and it's my fault she went alone."

"Dad, no," Natalie whispered. "It wasn't your fault."

"I know the accident wasn't. Not really. But… It was. If I'd left the work for morning go until we got back, or told her to wait until the next afternoon… Or if I'd delayed her longer so she was five minutes later. Or had told her to leave earlier…" Mark drew in a shaky breath. "She wouldn't have been in that spot when that driver hit the bit of ice."

"But it could have happened to her either way. Or it could have been so much worse." The fact that no one else had been injured or died in the accident had at first been a point of anger, but it had shifted into a comfort. Her mother would have been upset at more loss of life. "Or you could have been in the car and died, too."

"I know all that, sweetie. It doesn't make it easier."

"I know," she murmured. She hesitated, then finally closed the space between them.

"I didn't tell her I loved her."

"I didn't either."

He lowered his head and her heart broke for him. She slowly reached forward and placed her hand on his arm. He turned slightly and her breath hitched at the tears in his eyes. "It hurts every day I walk in here, because I always remember that my last words to her were 'hurry home' and not that I loved her."

"She knew you loved her. Dad, she knew."

"She knew you loved her, too." He wrapped his arm around her and exhaled slowly. "She would be so proud of you."

"Sometimes I think so." Natalie squeezed her eyes shut. "She'd hate that I'm single and childless, though."

"Yeah, she did want grandkids," he murmured with a quick chuckle. "But more importantly she wanted you happy."

"I thought I was. Then I wasn't. For a little bit when I first moved back I was. Now I'm not again." Sniffling, she pressed her face into his shirt.

"Have you talked to Oscar?"

She stiffened and pulled away, brushing her tears away while turning to put the boxed fruitcakes away. "There's nothing to talk to him about."

"He didn't do anything, sweetie."

"He lied to me."

"And you've never lied?"

"Not about something this important." Picking up two boxes, she carried them to the storage rack.

"I lied, too. Be mad at me."

"I love you too much to stay mad at you," she admitted.

"I was gonna say the same thing." He got his garish mug from its hook above the coffeepot and filled it. "You love him, too."

"No I don't."

"You're lying again."

"I don't!" She set the next two fruitcakes down with more force than necessary. "God, I don't even know him."

"Well." When she glanced over, her father was twirling the coffee in his cup. "You know him pretty well, I'd imagine."

"I'd rather not talk about that."

"You never said how his scrambled eggs were."

"They were sunny side up."

He chuckled. "You do love a runny yolk."

"It takes more than sex and a good cooked egg for love, Dad."

"You know what it took for your mother and me?" He waited until she threw up her hands in silent defeat and smiled. "A laugh."

"A laugh," she repeated, blinking in confusion. "Really?"

"She was visiting her cousin over the summer. They came in one morning for donuts and I shortchanged her." His smile widened and Natalie knew he was lost in the memory. "Wish I could say it was because she was so beautiful I forgot how to subtract, but it was because I was in a hurry so I could go out back and smoke. She came back in a few minutes later and then marched right out back to tell me to give her the three dollars I owed her. Then she took the cigarette from me and threw it on the ground. Hop to it, she said, snapping her fingers. I asked her who the hell she thought she was, and when she said either my dream customer or my worst nightmare, I laughed in her face."

Natalie smiled. She'd heard the tale before, but only that her mother had come in and had thought Mark was cute. She had only meant to stay in town two weeks to visit her cousin, then had extended her stay to last the entire summer. She'd come back over her Christmas break from college and had never left except to go get her things from her dorm.

"She told me the night I proposed that she fell in love with me right then."

"That's sweet, Dad. But it's more complicated for me and Oscar."

"Because you're making it complicated."

"He doesn't even know what he's going to do after Max and Eve move into the house."

"So?"

"And I might be leaving."

"And?"

"I don't think Oscar's the type to follow a woman to Atlanta." She sighed. "He doesn't like big cities."

"There's always a suburb. And the type of work he does he can do anywhere."

"Plus he lied to me."

"Because it wasn't any of his business. It was my job to tell you, and I royally screwed that up. He cares about you."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm not blind, sweetie." He sighed and took a sip of his coffee. "Don't push him away. You know he's a good man."

"He is," she agreed.

"And I guess he's okay looking."

"He is," she said again. He was more than okay looking.

"I'm not trying to push you into a relationship with him, I just want you to patch things up. It's up to you to do that."

"I guess so." She smiled faintly, remembering Oscar gently urging her to talk to her dad.

"But do it quick."

"Why?"

"I miss Penny."

Oscar slid the last cookie onto the platter and tossed the cooling rack into the sink. Baking wasn't his strength, but he had always heard that the scent of fresh-baked cookies made a house smell like home. He knew his friend would be slightly disgusted that he'd bought and baked pre-made dough, but it was the best he could do. Setting the platter on the island counter, he moved to rinse the racks and dried them off before pushing them into the drawer next to the stove. He wiped down the sink, slightly adjusted the platter of cookies, then did a quick look through the house to make sure everything was truly ready.

It was. He'd made up all the beds with the sheets Eve had brought one weekend. There was a new puzzle mat waiting for Lucas in his new room. For Grace was a set of toy horses, one of which resembled Bonny and her foal. On the dresser in the master bedroom was a vase filled with purple roses and a gift certificate to the town's salon for Eve. Next to it was the pair of sunglasses he'd purchased to replace the ones of Max's he'd broken accidentally. Eve's home office was ready to go except for her computer and whatever little things she wanted to place on the shelves. The bedroom he had been using was clean, his things mostly packed and ready to be loaded into his truck after Christmas when he left. He wasn't sure but he had an inkling it would soon be made into a nursery. Max's home office downstairs was ready to go, complete with the new computer Eve had ordered for him. The playroom was organized and neat, all the toys in their respective cubbies. The living room and den and dining room were ready, and he knew without looking that the basement was, too.

He ran his hand along the back of the couch, checking that the living room was perfect. His gaze moved to the plush rug in front of the fireplace and he tried his best to ignore the way his chest squeezed. Turning his attention to the Christmas decorations, he nodded to himself, glancing to the twinkling tree in front of the bow window. Underneath it were two wrapped gifts for Grace and Lucas to open that night. Moving into the front hall, he idly adjusted the lighted garland twining down the banister of the staircase.

From the utility room behind the kitchen came a small yip, and he watched Penny come trotting through to the front hall, skidding to a stop at the front door, where she sat, tail thumping excitedly.

"They here?" he asked, bending to scratch behind her ears while he opened the door. She waited, body starting to wriggle, then darted out as soon as Max's SUV was parked and the engine cut off. Oscar leaned in the doorway, smiling, as the dog rushed around in excited circles, then zoomed to greet first Eve and then Max.

"Hey!" Max laughed when Penny leaped through his open door.

"Penny," Oscar called, stepping out onto the porch. "C'mon, girl."

A few seconds later she jumped out of the passenger door, and took her time to join him on the porch. Her tail wagged incessantly as Eve let Grace out, and when they headed across she gave another yip of greeting.

"Hey," Oscar greeted, catching Grace when she threw herself at him in a hug. "Good drive?"

"Mommy peed three times," the girl announced.

"Yes thank you, Grace," Eve sighed. "I'm sure Oscar needs to know about my bladder function."

He knew why already, but he had to ask. Grinning, he caught her in a quick hug while Max carried Lucas from the car. "Did Max make you drink Red Bull again?"

"He knows better by now." Eve smiled. The same smile she'd given him twice before. "I've been drinking more water today."

"Why?" he asked, making a face.

"Damned if I know." She moved inside, then turned around and grabbed his arm. "You know, don't you?"

"Know what?" he grunted, stumbling when she yanked on his sleeve. "Eve!"

"He told you!" She glared at Max, who was just coming up the steps. "You told him!"

"I didn't tell him a damn thing!"

"Oooo!" Lucas's eyes widened. "Bad Daddy."

"Your mother drops the f-word three times a day and I get scolded for saying damn?" Max shook his head. "What's up with that?"

"Mommy." The boy shrugged as though that were enough explanation, then tipped his head back to look at the lights crisscrossing the ceiling of the porch. "Pretty lights."

"The decorating looks great, Oscar," Max said, nodding with approval. "Your best work."

"Thanks. I had thorough instructions."

"It does look great," Eve agreed, still holding onto his sleeve. "It looked so beautiful from the street. Did you leave—"

"Room on the main tree for the kids' ornaments, yes," Oscar finished for her, nodding. "Can I have my arm back now?"

"Did he tell you?" she asked.

"No, he didn't."

Her eyes narrowed behind her glasses. "You were supposed to ask me what he allegedly told you."

Oscar blinked, then slowly turned his head to look at his friend. "What'd she say?"

"You gave the wrong answer." Max looked at his wife. "I didn't tell him."

"But he knows."

"I gotta nose," Lucas announced, jamming his index finger in one nostril. "See?"

"Ew," Eve groaned. Letting go of Oscar's sleeve, she took the boy from Max and began rummaging in her purse for a tissue. "No boogers, please, Mommy can't handle it today. Do I smell cookies?"

Grace jumped up from where she'd been lying, loving on Penny. "Cookies? You baked, Oscar?"

"Uh, yeah, but—"

"Cookies!"

"They're the pre-made stuff," Oscar told Max before he could ask. "Don't judge me."

"I judge you every damn day, it's my right as your best friend." Max grinned and headed inside. "Wow, you've made a lot of progress. All the floors are finished?"

"Yeah." Oscar closed the front door while the kids ran towards the kitchen.

"Oh my god," Eve gasped, freezing in the archway to the living room. Her hands came up to cover her mouth, and she slowly spun to stare at him.

"Surprise," he said, smiling.

"Babe, the dining room – Whoa," Max said, joining his wife.

"You said it would be after Christmas," she said.

"I lied?" More than a little touched by their reaction, especially when he saw the glimmer of tears in Eve's eyes, he cleared his throat. "I didn't want you to have to cram the last of the moving into those few days after Christmas, and… I wanted to give y'all a good gift. Especially with, y'know."

"What?" Max asked, unzipping his coat.

"You know," Oscar said slowly.

"Oh for fuck's sake, we all know I'm pregnant again, stop tiptoeing around it." Eve flung her arms around Oscar and squeezed. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome," he murmured, hugging her back. "You guys deserve to spend Christmas in your new house."

"The upstairs is done, too?" she asked.

"Beds made, rugs vacuumed, everything already here is put away." He smiled when she headed up the stairs. "I even put a mint on the pillows."

"You're an asshole for not telling us it was finished, but I love you," she called over her shoulder.

"Love you too," he promised.

Max hung up his coat, then picked up Eve's from where she'd dropped it. "When did you finish?"

"Couple days ago. I spent yesterday and today doing the decorating and cleaning up." Oscar picked up Eve's purse and set it on the console table. "I figured I could rent a van and start bringing the rest of your stuff down next week."

"That'd be great. Did Natalie help?"

Oscar tried to not react to the mention of her name, but knew his frined had caught something when his eyebrows lifted. "No, she didn't."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"She found out about the bakery."

Max sucked in a breath between his teeth. "Mark said he was gonna tell her this weekend."

"She found something about it from a lawyer." Moving into the living room, Oscar crossed to the fireplace and adjusted the screen. "She was upset. At me."

"Because you didn't tell her?"

"Yeah."

Max nodded. "It wasn't fair to ask you not to say anything."

"If I'd told her, she still would have been upset," he sighed, staring at the fire. Not wanting to remember what had occurred in that spot the last time the fire had been going, he stepped away, pushing his hands into his pockets.

"Maybe not as bad."

Oscar sighed. "Doesn't matter. She's done with me."

"Done?"

"I asked her if we could talk about it and she said she had nothing more to say to me." He shrugged, trying his best to pretend he wasn't as affected by her cold dismissal as he truly was.

"Shit, I'm sorry," Max whispered. "It's all my fault."

"No it's not."

"I should have told her. I should have made Mark tell her. I should have told Susie. I should have—"

"Max, stop. It just wasn't meant to be."

"You're gonna give up?"

"It wasn't like it could go anywhere."

"Why the hell not? You like her. She likes you. There were hearts in your eyes and music playing whenever you looked at each other."

"It's better this way," he insisted. "I'm leaving after Christmas."

"You're what?"

Oscar jerked his head up at the sound of Eve's voice. Sighing, he nodded. "I'm leaving after Christmas."

"Why? Where are you going? What are you gonna do?" she asked, glancing towards the kitchen. She squatted down, catching Lucas when he toddled up to her and thrust a cookie in her face.

"Oscar cookies," the boy said proudly, bringing the cookie back so he could take a large bite.

"Where's your sister?" Eve unzipped her son's coat and struggled to get it off without making him let go of the cookie. "Grace!"

Oscar watched his niece appear, coat hanging from her arms. She shook it off then dragged it to the coat rack. And, when her mother told her to go look at her room, she took off upstairs.

"Well?" Eve demanded, straightening and looking at him.

"I'll figure something out between now and then," he said.

"I thought you were looking at the place on the edge of town."

Oscar swiveled his gaze to his friend.

Max shrugged. "I tell her everything."

"Take Lucas up to see his room," she said, eyes never leaving Oscar. "I've got to talk to Oscar."

"Good luck," Max whispered before scooping his son into his arms.

She wasn't usually one for exercise. But the day was so nice. It was damp due to the rain the night before, and the snow was still in thick drifts, but the sun was shining and it was warm enough she didn't need a thick coat. She had felt closed-up, something she wasn't used to feeling, and had finally thrown on a jacket and decided to go for a brisk walk to clear her head. At first she kept to the side streets, and after going around until she was nearly back home, she headed for Main Street and then followed it along until she reached the outskirts of town.

Stopping to unzip her jacket and consider how she wanted to go back through town, she felt a sudden prickle of awareness. She turned slightly, seeing first the 'For Sale' sign and then the little white clapboard split-level. Mr. Wright's house, she thought, recalling hearing that he had moved to the center of town to live with his sister. Her gaze moved to the truck in the driveway and her chest lurched.

Oscar.

As though her presence had conjured him up, the door opened and he stepped outside, laughing. Carlos was behind him, laughing as well, and the two men stood on the small porch, chatting.

Her heart squeezed almost painfully. He didn't see her. Or maybe he did and he didn't care enough to acknowledge? She wavered, unsure whether to call out a greeting or turn and go away before he could look in her direction. She hadn't yet made up her mind what she wanted to say to him, or if she wanted to say anything to him at all. She looked on as the men shook hands, and took a step forward just as Oscar started down the steps.

He stopped, so she did as well. Despite the distance she saw the hesitance in his expression, and bit her lip when he pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

Oh, damn it, she had to speak to him. She continued walking forward, sneakers slipping a little on the pile of snow at the end of the flagstone walk. With each step she tried to think of something to say, but then she saw that he was walking toward her. They met halfway and both stopped at the same time.

Natalie pulled her earbuds from her ears, hastily cramming them into the pocket of her jacket. What was she supposed to say? How could she begin to explain her outburst, her irrational anger towards him that had now faded? What could she possibly say to make it even a little bit better? There was an awkward tension between them and even though she couldn't look away from him she knew that Carlos had sensed it when she heard him mutter something and go back into the house.

Oscar's eyes looked a little sad and she wondered if that were her fault.

"I'm sorry," she blurted.

"I'm sorry," he said at the same time.

"I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you—"

"I should have told you when you asked—"

"It wasn't fair—"

"It was wrong to keep you in the dark—"

"I dragged you in the middle when you were just a bystander—"

"I just didn't want to upset you—"

"I blew it all out of proportion because I was hurt—"

"Especially when I realized I was falling for you so fast and—"

"I was thinking I might be falling in love even though we just met—"

They both stopped. At the same time.

Natalie blinked. So did he. She didn't know why, but she began to smile. And was relieved when he did, too. A laugh bubbled up when they both took a step forward. Slipping her hand into his when he held it out, she sighed.

"You wanna go for a walk?" he asked.

"I just did, but yes."

They strolled to the sidewalk, and his fingers slotted between hers. "Can we talk, too?"

"I think we should." She stopped, frowning. "You're just gonna leave your truck?"

"I can walk back and get it."

Resuming her steps, she squeezed his hand. "I'll walk back with you."

[earwaxdoctor]

Important Facts About Earwax Removal: What You Should Know

Earwax removal is a crucial aspect of ear care that is often overlooked. Understanding the process, risks, and benefits associated with earwax removal is essential for maintaining optimal ear health. Here are some important facts you should know about earwax removal:

Earwax: Nature's Protective Barrier Earwax, scientifically known as cerumen, is a natural substance produced by the glands in the ear canal. It serves as a protective barrier, trapping dust, dirt, and foreign particles to prevent them from reaching the eardrum. Additionally, earwax contains antibacterial properties that help prevent infections and maintain the ear's delicate balance.

Self-Cleaning Mechanism The ear has a self-cleaning mechanism wherein old earwax gradually moves from the inner ear to the ear opening, where it naturally flakes off or is washed away during bathing. In most cases, the ear canals are self-cleaning, and excessive earwax buildup is rare. However, certain factors such as narrow ear canals, hearing aid use, and frequent headphone use can disrupt this process and lead to earwax accumulation.

Signs of Earwax Buildup Symptoms of earwax buildup may include earache, ear fullness, partial hearing loss, ringing in the ears (tinnitus), and itching or drainage from the ear canal. If you experience any of these symptoms, it's important to consult a healthcare professional for evaluation and appropriate treatment.

Earwax Removal Methods There are several methods for removing excess earwax, including:

Ear Irrigation: This involves flushing the ear canal with warm water to soften and remove the earwax.

Ear Drops: Over-the-counter ear drops containing hydrogen peroxide, saline solution, or mineral oil can help soften earwax for easier removal.

Manual Removal: A healthcare professional may use specialized tools such as a curette or suction device to manually remove stubborn earwax buildup.

Risks and Complications While earwax removal is generally safe when performed correctly, there are potential risks and complications to be aware of. Improper earwax removal techniques, such as using cotton swabs or inserting objects into the ear canal, can push the earwax deeper and cause injury to the eardrum or ear canal. It's crucial to exercise caution and seek professional assistance if you're unsure about removing earwax on your own.

Preventive Measures To prevent excessive earwax buildup and the need for frequent earwax removal, it's important to practice good ear hygiene. Avoid inserting objects such as cotton swabs, bobby pins, or fingers into the ear canal, as this can push earwax deeper and cause injury. Additionally, use ear protection, such as earplugs or earmuffs, in noisy environments to reduce the risk of earwax impaction.

In conclusion, earwax removal is a necessary aspect of ear care that should be approached with caution and awareness of potential risks. Understanding the importance of earwax, recognizing the signs of earwax buildup, and knowing the appropriate methods for earwax removal are essential for maintaining optimal ear health. If you experience symptoms of earwax buildup or are unsure about earwax removal techniques, consult a healthcare professional for guidance and assistance.

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Top 5 Professional Blocked Ear Solutions Clinics in Mill Hill

Blocked ears can be a real nuisance, can't they? They can affect your hearing, balance, and even lead to discomfort. Thankfully, there are professional clinics dedicated to providing effective solutions to this common problem. In this article, specsavers blocked ear solutions open now london we’ll dive deep into the Top 5 Professional Blocked Ear Solutions Clinics in Mill Hill. Whether you're dealing with earwax build-up or other blockage issues, these clinics have got you covered!

Understanding Blocked Ears What Causes Blocked Ears?

Blocked ears can stem from various causes. Some of the most common reasons include:

Earwax Build-Up: Your body produces earwax (cerumen) as a protective mechanism. However, sometimes it can accumulate and harden, leading to blockages.

Sinus Issues: Allergies or sinus infections can create pressure in the ear canals, causing a sensation of fullness.

Fluid Accumulation: Conditions like colds or respiratory infections may lead to fluid build-up in the middle ear.

Changes in Pressure: Rapid changes in altitude (like flying) can also cause temporary blockages.

Why Seek Professional Help?

While some individuals may attempt home remedies for relief, it's essential to seek professional help when dealing with blocked ears. Professional clinics offer specialized treatments such as:

Micro Suction: A safe method for removing earwax using gentle suction.

Ear Syringing: A technique used to flush out excess wax or debris with water.

Consultation and Diagnosis: Professionals will assess your condition and rule out any serious issues.

Top 5 Professional Blocked Ear Solutions Clinics in Mill Hill Specsavers Ear Wax Removal Service

Specsavers is renowned not just for their eyewear but also for their exceptional ear care services. Their micro suction technique is a patient favorite due to its safety and effectiveness. Patients rave about their friendly staff and expert guidance.

Location: Mill Hill Broadway Services Offered: Micro suction, consultation, wax removal Customer Reviews: “I was amazed at how quickly my blockage was resolved!” Boots Opticians & Hearing Care

Boots has established itself as a trusted name in healthcare across the UK. Their hearing care specialists provide comprehensive services including thorough examinations and effective wax removal techniques tailored to individual needs.

Location: Mill Hill Services Offered: Hearing tests, wax removal, custom hearing aids Customer Reviews: “The team made me feel comfortable during my appointment!” Local Microsuction Services Near Me

This clinic specializes exclusively in microsuction – a modern approach that eliminates earwax safely and efficiently without the need for syringing. With trained professionals who prioritize patient comfort, it’s no surprise they’re a top choice for many residents.

Location: Various locations within Mill Hill Servi

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Ear Wax Removal Service in Maitland

At Hunter Valley Audiology, we care about your hearing health. Excessive earwax buildup can sometimes cause hearing loss, pain and discomfort. Our expert team provides earwax removal service in a safe and effective manner.

Using our modern facilities and the latest technologies in Maitland, we ensure that the process is painless and comfortable. Our professionals understand your individual needs and give you the best solutions for a better hearing experience.

If you are feeling blocked ears or need regular checkups, contact Hunter Valley Audiology today. This is the first step to better hearing.

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Everyone go wish a very happy birthday to the amazing @sqenthusiast!!! Enjoy some SQ fluff for your special day <333 (ao3)

SQ had known, in theory, that his father had sheltered him from a great deal of the world’s ugliness. The tumult of the climb to the top rather than the cool, serene, all-encompassing control his father had maintained; the people that would offer you a warm smile and then stab you in the back without a second thought; the barbaric conquests for honor, for pride, for glory—SQ was out in the big bad world now, and he found himself quite smack dab in the center of it all.

“Uno,” said Constance Contraire.

The sitting room once again exploded in a cacophony of sound. 

“She’s cheating!” Kate shrieked, flinging her cards down and leaping to her feet on top of the chair. “She’s a dirty little—she’s using her mind powers to look at everyone’s cards—”

“I find that an insensitive accusation, Kate, given that you’ve been peeking at Rhonda’s cards in the window reflection for the past half hour,” Constance sniffed.

SQ’s father had attempted to teach him some other, more sophisticated card games (after he’d finished delivering a gently critical lecture with card tricks for emphasis, of course). Their games were an exercise in thinking two steps ahead, in always remaining in control of the room, in maintaining an impassive front until you’d laid down the winning hand.

There was nothing particularly impassive in Number Two’s expression as she leapt over the back of the couch and began to beat Rhonda about the ears with a pillow.

After a most impressive duel, after Mr. Benedict was roused from his mirth-induced nap, and after Reynie had bleated his final “Guys—you guys, can we get back to the game now—,” the fast group of misfit friends—whom SQ had privately begun to think of as his group of misfit friends—resettled themselves on various couches, chairs, and floor pillows scattered about the sitting room. Mr. Benedict tugged the curtains closed and raised an eyebrow at Constance, mouth twitching (she smiled sweetly up at him).

Then the game resumed.

The trick to Uno, SQ soon learned, was that there was no trick. You were dealt the cards you were dealt, and sometimes you were dealt all greens, which resulted in you drawing card after card from the deck hoping for blue while your onlooking friends cackled and murmured sympathetically. But you’d reshuffle, and admire your neat hand of cards arranged by color and number, and just when you’d think you were winning the tiny girl next to you would grin a shark’s grin and slam down a draw four wild card.

The competition was fierce. And yet SQ’s shoulders had never felt quite so loose. 

The deck ran out, was reshuffled, then shuffled yet again. At some point Ms. Perumal had lit a cedar candle—the smell made SQ homesick, but in a way that didn’t ache quite as much as he’d expected. Now the flame was flickering, wax pooling in the basin of the glass.

His uncle sent him an indulgent smile when he saw that SQ’s blinks had grown rather lethargic. “Would you like to rest your eyes for a few rounds, dear boy?”

The candle was nearly gone, and now it was easy for SQ to say, “Y’know, I think I might, actually.”

“I’ll watch your cards, SQ,” Reynie chirped. “Sticky and I can play your turn for you while you rest for a bit.”

Sticky nodded along. “While it’s not strictly allowed under the rules of Uno, the practice can be traced back to several martial exploits where compulsory service could be avoided by hiring someone else to serve in your stead—”

“—I’m changing the color to yellow,” said Number Two.

“Do you even have any yellow cards?” Rhonda asked.

“The color,” hissed Number Two, “is yellow.” She whipped out a banana and took a bite without bothering to remove the peel.

SQ’s socks were warm. They were knitted of the softest yarn—Rhonda had made one, and Mr. Benedict the other. So in the end the sock on his left foot was a bit lumpier than the right one, but that was alright. It helped SQ keep track of which sock went on which foot.

He curled his feet up now, tucked them under himself and snuggled into the arm of the chair like a dozing cat. The exclamations of the others did not quiet, exactly, but they smoothed into dull murmur laid over SQ like a cozy blanket. See, you’re here with us now, it seemed to say. See, you’re safe. You’re home.

SQ didn’t mean to fall asleep. Truly, he hadn’t even realized he had until his eyes fluttered open, revealing Ms. Perumal darting around collecting empty dishes and plates, revealing Rhonda herding a yawning Constance up to bed. 

“He missed the pie,” Number Two muttered, sounding deeply distressed.

“It will keep,” Mr. Benedict sighed. “Cut him a slice of the pumpkin and set it aside in the fridge. And he’ll want to try the pecan too—I saw him eyeing it curiously earlier.”

“The crust won’t retain the optimal flaky texture,” Number Two retorted. There came the unmistakable sound of someone unsheathing a saw from the kitchen.

“He looks so peaceful.” A cool hand smoothed his bangs from his forehead. “I know my Reynie was chattering on about having a sleepover in his room, but I’d hate to disturb him … do you think we should let him be?”

All of SQ’s muscles protested at the mere thought of movement. But he’d been just as excited by the prospect of a sleepover as Reynie had been. He attempted to bully his eyelids into sliding open—

“Leave it to me,” intoned another voice.

Strong hands curled around his legs, supported the back of his neck, and lifted him effortlessly off the couch. A blanket he hadn’t realized he’d been wearing trailed off his torso onto the ground below. Milligan’s warm pine scent enveloped him as he tucked SQ’s head against his shoulder and set off for the stairs in smooth, sure strides.

SQ let his eyelids relax once more. He could keep up the pretense of sleep a little longer.

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[earwaxsolution]

Here at Ear Wax Solution, we are an ear wax removal clinic that offers children’s ear wax removal, foreign body removal from ears, microsuction ear wax removal, ear wax removal, microsuction, ear wax consultation, and ear wax examination throughout Mayfair and the surrounding areas of London. If you would like to know more about the services we offer, please don't hesitate to contact our experienced team today. We'd love to hear from you and assist you in any way we can.

What Is Ear Wax? Ear wax is a natural secretion found in the ear and is very important; it helps to keep your ear canal lubricated and protects your ears against dirt, bacteria, and dust, which aids infection prevention. The composition of ear wax varies with each person and depends on age, environment, and diet.

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Address: 11-12 Gee's Court, St Christopher's Place, Mayfair, London, Greater London, W1U 1JN

Phone Number: 01293365124

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