I realize my confessions somewhere in this post would potentially raised a very compelling question: why on earth would someone like to blow their nose?
My answer: because I don’t like flu, and blowing it out is so satisfying!
There are two sicknesses in this world that I am bound to get, but I do not like: one is sore throat and the other one is runny nose. Granted, I don’t think I would like any sickness given to me but because I don’t usually get any other sickness I have nothing to complain about that yet. And any other sickness aside from those two I could easily bear or overcome. I don’t mind headache, I still move if I get them. I don’t mind tummy ache, when you’re a female you get stabbing tummy ache every month. I have lived with a dull back sore/back pain all my life since teenagehood.
Most of my bedridden sickness arises from my tonsillitis and as you know, tonsillitis is as common as childbirth, I’ve gotten used to having it every year now. Doesn’t mean I like it. Only this and flu can render me helpless!
Sickness of the throat is not something I can overcome easily. I can’t reach down to my throat and put icepacks on my inflamed tonsils. I can’t reach down and get my phlegm out of it. I can’t take a brush in attempt to brush away those little sandy feelings I get in my throat.
The nose is different, however. You know how it is when you feel there’s a big boogie up your nose? And all you have to do is stuck a finger out, reach into your nose, wiggle wiggle and booo yaaah! Oh my, that’s a big boogie! Well done you!
So that is the approach I use in sickness. I can’t control my throat, but the nose I can to a certain degree. And Mad Penguin’s life is all about focusing on control. It’s what makes me feel waddlingly alive.
Besides, it’s not everytime you can blow your nose. Your nose won’t produce snoot on command. So when given the opportunity, I say one should embrace it!
There is something satisfying about blowing your nose. First, your nose is blocked. Then you feel it going runny. What you do then is take some tissue paper and blow out those mucky snoots. After that your nose will feel much better, agreed? The feeling is temporary but hey, it does feel better.
Last Saturday while Hero was playing Assassin’s Creed, I was drawing up our weekly meal plan and grocery list. In between thinking and writing, I had to blow my nose countless of times. After blowing, I fold them up nicely in tidy, pretty squares in such a way that the mucky snoot is out of sight. Then I carefully pile them up at the edge of the rug.
The advantage at the end of this?
You get to know if you’re getting better or not.
Hero has always been impressive with my snooty piles. If I have a huge pile, then we know I’m really sick. Then we observe my snooty pile throughout the days and see if it’s getting any worse (the pile gets higher) or any better (thinning piles).
When he paused his game to get munchies out of the fridge, he saw my pile.
“Hey baby, look…you’re not as sick as you are 2 days ago.” He said after observing my significantly thinner-than-yesterday’s pile.
So that my dear readers, is why I like blowing my nose.
Now you may question your sanity in reading and following me thus far.
Don’t worry about it. I too question my sanity sometimes.
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I’m sorry to hear that you were sick. But you’re a funny (in a good, entertaining way, of course) person!
so funny la you…. “because I don’t like flu, and blowing it out is so satisfying!”… I really wish God give me guide on how to a blow nose during flu times… I wanted to know hos satisfied will i be after blowing my nose… tak pandai hembus hingus!!!!
haha.i remember as a kid i was somewhat force (mothers) to bring a small handkerchief everywhere i go. It was already hard not to get bullied because of my small frame, orang ulu hairstyle and huge ass 80s glasses, it just seems that the hankie brought me to a new dimension of ass-whooped! so i hate the flu as much as you do to girl.
somehow, I felt ‘yucky’ when reading this..hehhehehe
I can`t blow my nose. I don`t know why but when I was little and my mom tried to teach me, it just didn`t stick . . . I felt like I was dying or something, with all that snot making its way out my nostrils!
Your tissue piles are hilarious. I can`t say you`re insane though . . . not after my buttered spider adventure!