Nasal Drip Gypsy
I think my two-year old broke my nose.
Well at least part of the cartilage. He was trying to sneak into bed with me because he has decided that now that the baby sleeps through the night, he no longer needs to sleep at all. In his stealthy ninja pjs he scooted back really hard, head-butting me straight in the nose. I heard a pop and now it hurts when I touch it.
My husband says maybe it's a deviated nasal septum, but then I explained to him that I already have this injury from the first time I attempted snow boarding.
It was in Santa Fe and I was trying to cut on complete ice. Needless to say, I was unsuccessful and face planted in something unlike powder. The "friends" I went with had left me much earlier than the incident and I was escorted down the mountain by a tween in an orange vest.
As I made my way into the bathrooms people were staring at me so I wondered if they could tell I was crying. When I looked in the mirror however, I realize my allure. Two black eyes, a bright red nose, a crazy do full of ice, and a purple blood blister from where my goggles rammed into my cheek bone. AWESOME.
This injury can cause persistant nasal drip, which I have dealt with for years now. I actually saw a specialist once and he told me I would need surgery to correct it so I have been avoiding the topic ever since.
Says here on good old WebMd that it can also lead to meningitis, which I was not-so lucky enough to have gotten later that year! I was hospitalized for a week and never knew until this moment that it could have been from poor snowboarding skills.
The doctors kept asking me how I could have gotten it? Such a weird question really considering they are the professionals. I kept thinking, I thought you were supposed to be telling me that?
I recall, a month before my illness, I had a student absent for a week and when he came back he was bragging to his friends that he almost died, but meningitis is not easily caught.
WebMd says that my nasal drip is actually leaking spinal fluid and the hole in my septum is direct access for bad things to reach my brain.
My husband says maybe it's a deviated nasal septum, but then I explained to him that I already have this injury from the first time I attempted snow boarding.
It was in Santa Fe and I was trying to cut on complete ice. Needless to say, I was unsuccessful and face planted in something unlike powder. The "friends" I went with had left me much earlier than the incident and I was escorted down the mountain by a tween in an orange vest.
As I made my way into the bathrooms people were staring at me so I wondered if they could tell I was crying. When I looked in the mirror however, I realize my allure. Two black eyes, a bright red nose, a crazy do full of ice, and a purple blood blister from where my goggles rammed into my cheek bone. AWESOME.
This injury can cause persistant nasal drip, which I have dealt with for years now. I actually saw a specialist once and he told me I would need surgery to correct it so I have been avoiding the topic ever since.
Says here on good old WebMd that it can also lead to meningitis, which I was not-so lucky enough to have gotten later that year! I was hospitalized for a week and never knew until this moment that it could have been from poor snowboarding skills.
The doctors kept asking me how I could have gotten it? Such a weird question really considering they are the professionals. I kept thinking, I thought you were supposed to be telling me that?
I recall, a month before my illness, I had a student absent for a week and when he came back he was bragging to his friends that he almost died, but meningitis is not easily caught.
WebMd says that my nasal drip is actually leaking spinal fluid and the hole in my septum is direct access for bad things to reach my brain.
Don't you hate WebMd!?!
Just when I thought my day was worry free...Maybe I should go see that specialist..
My husband has forbid me in the past from doing any sort of self-diagnosing online. I guess with children added to the mix I haven't really had time to obsess over every symptom that comes with being alive. hehe.
I haven't posted in nearly ten days and it's because I have decided to put our house on the market. We just downsized to this house last year so that I could quit my job and stay home. I seriously recommend downsizing to anyone who is interested in giving themselves financial freedom.
Although, some psycho posted photos of police officers' homes, my house included, on Facebook saying, "open season" (YEP. THAT HAPPENED.) this is not the reason I want to move.
I actually have an amazing realtor and last week she, by chance, showed me a foreclosure listing that was a deal I could not pass on. It would lower our monthly payments even more and give us about 500 more square feet, which is definitely needed now that I have three growing boys.
Getting a house "show" ready with three boys and two dogs is one of the toughest things I have tried to do since Rory was born.
Seriously. We had to remove more than half of their toys and put them into the garage so that people could see their rooms! In fact, we've decided to keep these poor toys out there and have them on a rotation so that if I get the call to see our house, it won't take me hours to pick up every tiny army man, sword, car, and lego.
I've been told I'm insane for moving so often, but I find it refreshing to change. Maybe it's because I moved all over the place as a kid and now I'm just a gypsy at heart, or maybe it's because it gives me the opportunity for a much needed purge/ spring cleaning. Either way, I don't plan on making this a habit once we find ourselves in a home that three boys can grow in...1600 sq ft is not that home.
So for now, I will sell baby clothes (tear...who knew I was so emotional about clothing?!?), clean, clean and clean again, and keep hoping for a miracle that this house will sell in time for my foreclosure adventure!
This is the unfortunate end to today's post. Sorry it's lame, but my two year old, who should be napping, is currently shoving crayons in my printer as I type. I am also attempting to make PALEO CREAMY CHIPOTLE CHICKEN SWEET POTATO AND CAULIFLOWER SOUP WITH NITRATE FREE BACON! Just made it up now, wish me luck.
My husband has forbid me in the past from doing any sort of self-diagnosing online. I guess with children added to the mix I haven't really had time to obsess over every symptom that comes with being alive. hehe.
I haven't posted in nearly ten days and it's because I have decided to put our house on the market. We just downsized to this house last year so that I could quit my job and stay home. I seriously recommend downsizing to anyone who is interested in giving themselves financial freedom.
Although, some psycho posted photos of police officers' homes, my house included, on Facebook saying, "open season" (YEP. THAT HAPPENED.) this is not the reason I want to move.
I actually have an amazing realtor and last week she, by chance, showed me a foreclosure listing that was a deal I could not pass on. It would lower our monthly payments even more and give us about 500 more square feet, which is definitely needed now that I have three growing boys.
Getting a house "show" ready with three boys and two dogs is one of the toughest things I have tried to do since Rory was born.
Seriously. We had to remove more than half of their toys and put them into the garage so that people could see their rooms! In fact, we've decided to keep these poor toys out there and have them on a rotation so that if I get the call to see our house, it won't take me hours to pick up every tiny army man, sword, car, and lego.
I've been told I'm insane for moving so often, but I find it refreshing to change. Maybe it's because I moved all over the place as a kid and now I'm just a gypsy at heart, or maybe it's because it gives me the opportunity for a much needed purge/ spring cleaning. Either way, I don't plan on making this a habit once we find ourselves in a home that three boys can grow in...1600 sq ft is not that home.
So for now, I will sell baby clothes (tear...who knew I was so emotional about clothing?!?), clean, clean and clean again, and keep hoping for a miracle that this house will sell in time for my foreclosure adventure!
This is the unfortunate end to today's post. Sorry it's lame, but my two year old, who should be napping, is currently shoving crayons in my printer as I type. I am also attempting to make PALEO CREAMY CHIPOTLE CHICKEN SWEET POTATO AND CAULIFLOWER SOUP WITH NITRATE FREE BACON! Just made it up now, wish me luck.
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