Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
The Hollies, “The Air That I Breathe”
Ah, my friends, to breathe is a wonderful thing.
Just a week ago, I had nasal polyps completely blocking any air from entering my left nostril, and partially blocking the right one, a condition that had persisted for months. The task of breathing was mostly relegated to my mouth, which was highly annoying.
(the task, that is, not my mouth)
(though my mouth can also be highly annoying)
But now, thanks to endoscopic nasal surgery, I can take in precious oxygen through both sides of my nose. Yaaayy!!
Sorry, but when you’ve been denied something for so long, to finally have it again is a big deal. (Some husbands might identify with this feeling.)
And you know it’s been a long time when you notice a sound that’s, at first, unfamiliar to you, but then, you finally recognize the sound of air entering your nose.
A beautiful sound, I tell you.
My sincere thanks to the surgeon and the hospital staff, whose care and professionalism were present all the way through this procedure.
And thanks to all who had me on their minds last Friday morning as I was having this done. I felt all your well wishes.
Everyone, take a deep breath, and appreciate how easy it is.
And, if it isn’t, go see a doctor. Breathing is kind of important.