A Spork in the Road

Maureen warned me, and so it has come to pass.

My hair — all of it — continues to thin and fall out, and my nose hairs are no exception. One comes to discover the crucial role that nose hairs play in holding snot where it belongs (namely, in the sinuses) rather than where it does not belong (namely, running down one’s face in the unbecoming manner of unkempt schoolchildren).

Thus I find myself constantly in need of tissues (specifically, Puffs with Lotion, to protect my over-wiped nose). Constantly. As in, Let Thou Not For a Moment Lack a Tissue Lest Severe Public Embarrassment Occur.

The river of snot began flowing early on, and it just keeps coming. It has its benefits — I haven’t been congested since I had a head cold late last year — but also its more serious downside, which is increased chance of infection. Nose hairs, after all, act as filters as well as snot-holders.

So we shall see. I continue to be vigilant with cleanliness, eating well, sleeping lots, and generally keeping my health up. With clear lungs and good blood counts so far, I’m aiming for a clean bill of health through till April.