oh where, oh where can my neti pot be?

Sickness comes on horseback but departs on foot. ~Dutch Proverb, sometimes attributed to William C. Hazlitt

I bought a neti pot about a year ago and used it a couple of times early on. Now, in the throws of some crazy sinus thing, I can’t find the damn thing! I got sick a couple of days ago and blame it 100% on these immuno-suppressant drugs I have to take. I’m hurting. Seriously, a crow bar and pick axe taken to my forehead would do the trick. One often forgets the simple pleasure of breathing.

This brings me back to mindfulness. Which I shall continue in a little bit, I need to open a new box of tissue.

Ok, now I’m worse.  It is Thanksgiving day and I’m tethered to my vaporizer and pounding water “to thin the mucus” – thank you Web MD.  I am considering taking a bar-B-Q skewer and ramming it up my nostrils.  I haven’t been sick (like this) in a while and I’m out of practice for being a patient patient.

Anyway, nothing profound for today.  I’d be thankful to breathe without strain and a cough…oh yeah, and find that damn neti pot!

~ by the10sdoc on November 27, 2008.