Day 803: Praise for the Inhaler

My nose is currently exceptionally stuffy. At times, breathing is the hardest thing to do. When I don’t get enough oxygen inside my body, then it’s no wonder that my brain is not working properly. I am floating in a constant haze, brain fog. Getting up in the morning is tough. Getting things done is tough. Cold and somewhat grey February is not helping either.

My best friend right now? The small Wicks inhaler, the nasal stick that smells of menthol, camphor, and Siberian pine needle oil. The label promises fast relief from nasal congestion. It does help. For a moment or two. Then I need to use it again. And again. But compared to all the nasal sprays that sometimes just drip right out, the stick is heaven-send. I don’t know if there’s a limit to its use, I just continue using it because I want to breathe normally. It could also happen that I breathe too much of it in and then it hits my brain. Just like a brain freeze when you eat too cold food.

The stick is nice and small. I can take it with me anywhere. I know that some people use steam inhalers which are machines that produce steam for you to inhale. But right now, they seem too expensive for us to buy one. The stick from Boots in the UK has served me well anyway. Well, now that I checked on Amazon, they are not that expensive. The ones sold in Estonia, on the other hand, are.

Progress Report

1. Own and live in a house.

Despite my ill health, I can sit at the desk. I can type. I can work. I did work. Not as much as required for building a house but still a tiny bit.

2. Write AND publish a book.

I couldn’t really write anything creative. Brain fog has blocked access to my creativity. Thus, I was writing product descriptions/informative articles that do not require too much from the creative motor ticking inside me. I did finish a blog post for my investment blog. Tiny bit creative.

3. Win a major race.

Skipped the yoga class but did go for a run. 10 km at an easy pace. The road conditions are still not ideal and my health is not perfect either. The wind was quite harsh on the way back as well. But… at least I got it done.

Photo of the Day

So, where is the chicken? The cats go crazy when they smell chicken. The picture is from a few days before but didn’t have any new ones.
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