Oh good. Several days ago I’d stopped taking my triumvirate of nasal sprays, because they’d seemed to become less and less effective. So, of course, this morning I am awake at 6:30am completely unable to breathe through my nose. It was bad enough I was going to have to force myself to stay up after feeding the cats because of a plumber coming this morning; now I lose even more sleep.
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