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A couple days ago, I woke up in the morning and cleared my throat. I've been sounding more and more like a crotchety old man over the last month as I snorted and hacked and coughed up and out whatever the heck was stuck in my nose and throat. My throat clearing has been so going on so long that both I stopped noticing I was doing it and Kris stopped teasing me about it since it was no longer humourous.

What made the throat clearing different a few days ago was the blood that came out with the mucus. That, and the multivitamin sized chunk of something that came out afterward on the next clearing. Okay, yeah, something wasn't right, and I probably needed to have this checked out.

So, I walked into the doctor's office for an appointment, and walked out with the diagnosis of a sinus infection and a much-too-big bottle of antibiotics. Given that I could trace the mucus discoloration back to September in my health journal, I probably should have addresed this problem a while ago.

I can't say I'm particularly happy about taking antibiotics, having finally rebalanced my gut bacteria after a sugar binge that totally changed the quality of my, well, I did say too much information.

However, after two days of being on antibiotics now, I have to say I'm starting to smell the world again. That, and taste my food again. The salad I bought today from Fresh Choice was AMAZING. I found out, however, that I'm not able to eat the red onions I've been eating as apples as of late, now that I can taste again. Man, those things are pungent! I think I might have to go from medium back to mild on my salsa, too, given that I'll be able to taste food again, and not just use my pain threshold as a guide for what's too hot.

I also found out that my bedroom smells bad. Holy moly, do those dogs stink, and they've been rubbing themselves all over the bed when they sleep on it during the day. New rules starting up - no dogs in the bedroom during the day, no dogs on the bed. Done. No more.

I think the biggest suprise of being able to smell again happened this evening.

You know what? My shit DOES stink.

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