Tomorrow is Another DayTuesday, March 29, 2016
Breathing became harder with air flowing through only half the nose. Twice as much effort in getting the same amount of oxygen to fill my still two lungs. The increased effort was not making the head happy, and it was starting to complain. The sun is shining outside but we are bundled up under the covers inside.
Turning and tossing, then finally falling into a slightly snoring slumber, we woke up to find two blocked airways. I hope all this blowing actions are working up my abs, but probably not much. The wet white tissue balls are mounting up in the corner of our room at an alarming rate as our noses are turning red and irritated. The head is still in a grumpy mood and not even comfort food can fully console him.
But tomorrow is another day and the sun is shining on us again, even if later and later each morning. Time will cure our sickness, as it always has. Another long weekend over and another short week in front of us. May the breathing become easier, tomorrow.
Have a good week, readers.