Call it what you will, but suspicious activities have been going on here lately. I believe we have a mischievous poltergeist amongst us. Or perhaps a gremlin, or maybe an imp. Or a leftover leprechaun - I've heard they can be naughty. Whatever it is, I keep finding evidence here and there. Little tricks played by a little trickster.....
My recycled magazine balls attempt different acrobatic stunts each morning.
Our entryway coat hook is always turned upside down no matter how many times I spin it right side up.
My Italian paperweight is turned over, looking like a stranded turtle, waiting for someone to come rescue it.
The tops to my glass jars are flipped over as well! This trickster has been very busy!
Even the magnets on our fridge were not safe from the evil creature that lurks within.
Really Mr. Poltergeist? Seriously? Even our sacred family photo from back in 2005? Have you no heart?
Well you may be surprised to know that I am smarter than you think. I happen to know what you really are.
That's right. I happen to know you're NOT a poltergeist - though some might argue otherwise.
You're not a gremlin, an imp or a leprechaun either. I'm totally onto you and all your stinky, evil ways.
YOU ARE A MOUSE!!! HAH!!!
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* Just being a little nosey *
I love my nose. But it sure has been troublesome lately. Well, this is the last you're going to hear about it for at least a few weeks - YAY! I'm sick of talking about it and I'm sure you're sick of hearing about it.
I did finally see an ENT specialist because my nose was not healing like it should, even though I was doing everything I was supposed to. And it still looked doggone scary inside too. The ENT was really patient and listened to the long dramatic tale of my wayward nose and, most specifically, the recent "cocaine episode" as it has unfortunately come to be known in the annuls of our family history.
The best news of the day came in double form: I didn't have to have a biopsy AND I get to keep my nose after all. Boy, was I relieved! The biopsy may come at a later date depending on how my healing goes, but at least not yet. And this situation is not a cancerous type situation, or the type of staff infection that's going to eat my face off, so my nose will indeed stay intact. I love that kind of news.
The not so great news is that the scary white stuff I've been looking at up inside my nose is my own cartilage. Because my tissue is gone. In both nostrils. Pretty freaky. I needed a moment to wrap my head around that info. So the ENT is hoping new tissue will grow to cover the cartilage, even though that will probably take a long time. If not, that means my blood vessels may be ruined and there will have to be a Plan B.
That's the short version but I'm sure that's already TMI. And I'm the first one to admit that there is always a silver lining. Just think - this could have been so much worse! I'm just grateful to know what's going on. And it may feel strange, but it's not that painful. And it's spring, and everything else around here is going GREAT.
SO HAVE A FANTASTIC WEEKEND!!!