June 06, 2014 - Effects of Nasal Operation

JUNE 06, 2014   FRIDAY MORNING
     Good morning, Honey Bun.  I love you.
     I have caught a cough and a cold, I think.  The reason I think this, is that allergies alone don't usually make me cough.  Ever since the operation to remove my nasal polyps several years ago, the right side of my nose has not once been stopped up once.  The left side, which my septum is deviated toward, is stopped up much of the time.  But the right side feels like a wide open cavern impossible to clog up even though it produces thick globs of mucus almost constantly.  Sometimes I feel or at least imagine globs of mucus are oozing down like stalactites.  This mucus is the consistency of honey.  About the only relief I get from it is by flushing my sinuses with vigorous streams of eight ounces of warm salt water, squirted from a plastic container made for the purpose.  This seems to stop the production of mucus for a few hours.
     Anyway, the wide open state of those sinus cavities on the right side never close or ever restrict air flow.  This makes for a vertical wind tunnel through my unimpeded right nostril and through the cavern of the sinuses and freely down my throat into my lungs.  Many particles make that trip with no resistance.  And I cough.  And cough. I was eating rice last night and breathed in some of the grains, causing me to cough forcibly for several minutes to expel them from my windpipe.  This often happens.
     So there is a high probability that I am constantly breathing in more airborne and meal-born matter than is normal or healthy.  This might be the cause of my cough this morning.  Also, when I flush my nose with the salt water, which is everyday, I find it necessary to gag and cough to expel the water out of my windpipe.  So who knows what garbage is making it easily deep into my lungs.
     Since this problem started with my operation to remove the nasal polyps I presume there was an accident during the operation which opened up too much space in my sinuses.  I have several other clues to support this supposition but don't want to go into it now and perhaps never since I do not wish to sue.  But neither do I wish to go back to the doctors and their students who created the damage in the first place.  At least, I don't have polyps edging their way out of my nostrils anymore.  That’s the good of it.  And I am approaching the death day of this old physical body anyway, and happily so for it means getting closer to you, my beloved wife, Christel.
     I certainly don't want to live caged in this physical body forever.  What sane person would?
     I love you immensely, Chris.  Let's see what we can do with this new day.