Hate my nose

[dlgood]

Rather than get into any particular deep discussion, I'm going to whine.

When I was thirteen, my nose was broken in a fistfight. It looked something like a Cheese Doodle, all orange and swollen. It's awful hard to continue fighting after that. In any case, it required reconstructive surgery. And at fifteen, a second surgery, as I had to do some face pulling to get any good breathing in.

So now, in my mid twenties, every spring, I feel like it's broken again. I get these pains, and some major sinus action. Aches in the middle of my face. And I can hardly do anything athletic because my breathing is so poor.

It doesn't look like a particularly messed up nose. But it doesn't seem to be functioning all that well right now. At least I haven't had the crippling sinus infection yet, like I did in the Mays of each of my college graduations. That sucked. I am not happy feeling right now.

Prays for sweet release of superior sinus medication.

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[darkrhiannon.livejournal.com]

You need a steam shower, Dave. During my whirlwind visit to NYC, I got to stay with my birth-Aunt and Uncle in Connecticut. Double income no kids. They have a steam shower. You hang a small basket of eucalyptus beads under the steam tap, set the temp, open it up and close the shower doors till you're ready to get in. I have NEVER felt so good after an airline flight as I did after that steam bath. Cleared my head, my sinuses, my lungs, hell, cleared my damn pores! Loved it. Want one now.

-Rhi