I just want to breath

Oh there’s nothing like a cold or allergies or just plain not being able to breath comfortably to let you know there is a change in season. As I write this tissues are stuffed up my nose and I am breathing through my mouth. Attractive image isn’t it. Sleeping is interesting. Nothing like upright rest and drool. Sexy huh!  If I can sleep more than one hour at a time I would be ecstatic. I’ve been lucky not to be sick for the last two years and the reprieve was well appreciated. Apparently I have angered the higher powers.

I wish I knew how I sounded, but everything I say now sounds like Charlie Brown’s teacher to me.

I decided I needed to do something to help me take in O² once more. So I made the spiciest ddeokkbokki  I’d ever made. My eyes were watering I couldn’t feel my tongue, but I could feel my teeth -- I COULD BREATH! Could being the operative word here.  I would lick a ghost pepper if someone could guarantee I’d be able to breath afterward. Oh dear oxygen why did you abandoned me.

Well I know what I must do… off to my fifth shower today. Hot water and steam don’t let me down.

I hope you are all well and do not have the fantastic joy of experiencing an event such as this this winter. Keep Safe, Keep Warm, Keep Dry.

Much love