Wet Wet Wet

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

The Kiwis have been complaining about the weather today. There is a lot of tiny rain, those small droplets of water in the air. I tried to teach them the word, "dreich" but they weren't interested. 

It wasn't so bad really. The wind was low, so as long as I kept my hood up, I felt pretty protected. This was good, as I had to go out to the chemist for more drugs. 

This time it is all for my nose. I went to see an ENT* on Monday about my relentless hayfever and he told me basically it's not just my nose, but my entire head that is allergic. 

Or something like that. He showed me some fairly disgusting pictures until I agreed with him.

So I have to take steroids for 2 weeks, and squirt saltwater up my nasal passages in the hope things can be brought under control. "Failing that, there's surgery," he opined.

I didn't ask WHAT surgery. My fear is that to cure my hayfever he may suggest removing my entire head. Let's hope the drugs work.

S.

* Barooooom.