That Pot Goes Where?

And by pot, I mean Neti pot. You were thinking something else? For shame.

But before I protest too much, I should cop to the fact that I did, indeed, putting a foreign object up my nose this morning. My new Neti Pot. For those who don’t know what that is, I don’t think it’s a stretch to say you  should feel lucky that you don’t. For those who do, I suppose the more warm salt water you can flush through your nose, the better life is.  For the uninitiated watch the video below and I think you will understand my resistance.

But finally, in the end, my clogged nasal passages broke down my resistance to shoving things up my nose. And the result? Well, YUCK! No one should have that much gunk in their nose. Outside of 3year olds. I am now officially afraid to use my nose in anything less than a sterile environment again. Suddenly, I understand all those Asians who walk around with face masks.

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