hehe.. I'm playing hooky from work. I really have been sick. I took it easy all weekend. I rested, drank plenty of hot fluids, went to a doc in the box that asked me point blank, "Why are you here? I really don't see anything that I can do for you?" What he was really saying is, "What the hell are you doing here wasting my time?" "Your not sick!" And in my mind I add, "enough to need medicine yet. LOL I guess that is what I get for going to a doc in the box, and not my regular Dr. I've had this problem all my life. I get reoccurring low grade sinus infections. You know the kind that plug up one nostril, nostrel, nostral (take your pick as far as I know any of them or all three could be the actual spelling) and leave the other one for you to breathe out of . . . For days, sometimes weeks on ends. When it finally does unplug, I usually have a little mini celebration in my head. "Yeah! I can breathe out of my right nostrel, nostral nostril.!" At which point either the other nostril shuts down for an undisclosed length of time, or as if to say, "Hehehehehe, just fooling!" The same nostrel, nostral, nostril goes ahead and shuts down. Again. Am I the only kind of person who pays attention to things like this? [WHOOP . . . WHOOP . . . WHOOP . . . Tangent time!] Ok, my current record for a clogged nostral, nostrel, nostril is around 2 years. Yep, that is right! From sometime before Christmas in my 4th grade year to sometime after Christmas of my 6th grade year I could not breathe out of my left nostril. Nothing, zip, zilch, nada. I know. I am very weird for knowing this about myself. I was in college, when, to my knowledge or memory, became able to breathe out of both nostrels, nostrils, nostrals simultaneously. ( Hehehe, I feel like the goose from Charlotte's's web. You, know. The way she would repeat things and all.) This is how it all came about . . . Yep, I went to the Doc. Convinced I was going to die, that I had some kind of disease that was sapping my energy, and leaving me listless all day. It just turned out that I had severely impacted wisdom teeth, that were very infected. Any time my body is fighting an infection, I have little energy for other activities. This was a particularly nasty infection, so I had been particularly listless. Anyways, the oral surgeon, that my doc made me go see, kept me on very strong penicillin for 3 weeks so that he could operate. Being on mega doses of penicillin for an extended time had two interesting side effects: A) I developed a horrible yeast infection in my arm pits. Yes, I said YEAST infection. I know, go ahead. LOL, I'm sure you already are. Yep, my doctor had me rubbing VAGINAL cream in my pits for a week. And: B) What ever had been growing in my sinuses for my entire remembered life, must have gotten killed off. Miracle of Miracles, I was breathing through both nostrils! At the same time! For more then 5 minutes! Until this day, 5 years later I am still more or less a bi-nostril breather. [End tangent] Ok, so my point being is this. I know when I am getting a sinus infection. I know when I need some assistance. I know that as soon as my body even thinks of getting a sinus infection, one nostril (heheheh, I finally looked it up) is going to get clogged, and then this whole vicious cycle is going to start. Half my face will feel like it is liable to pop off at any moment from the pressure that has built up in side my sinus cavities. When I wake up in the morning. I will be convinced that my eyeballs have been scooped up out of their sockets with rusty spoons, from the pain that surrounds them, and yes, one nostril will be hopelessly clogged for an undisclosed amount of time. Thrusting me back into the ranks of mono-nostril breathers the world over. LOL. Now that is something to look forward too. Anyways, Echinacea, hot fluids, and rest for me today.