I spent most of yesterday (a warm spring day) curled up on the couch, wearing four layers of clothes, with the comforters on, putting more stuff up mah nose than a weeks' worth of TMZ subjects. I also killed off the remnants of a bottle of Chivas Regal, as an anodyne. *
Today, I must've used the neti pot once an hour- it's amazing how much junk can accumulate in those weird nooks and crannies inside one's head. I just kept pouring and pouring until everything ran as clear as a mountain rill. I feel much better now, and am debating whether I can bring the neti pot to work (it does come across as freaky to many people).
A few years ago, I bought a neti pot for a co-worker who was subject to allergies... one day, he took a mucus-thinning medication, and he broke out in a sweat, his heart started racing, and he looked like he'd explode. I told him to use the neti pot, rather than be killed by the Bush-era pharmaceutical industry. My co-worker shared his apartment with his elderly, widowed mother... suffice it to say, he was irrigating his sinuses one day when his mother opened the bathroom door. Hearing her gasp, he told her the only thing he could, "MOM, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!"
*That's why it was the best day EVER!!!