Nosebleed

If there's one thing I despise more than (public) nose-diggers, it's nosebleeds. Specifically, my own.

For two consecutive mornings now, my (literally) bloody nose has, well, bled. Copiously! You think I'm exaggerating? Yesterday it bled for half an hour, and not once did the flow slow.

The annoying thing about nosebleeds is that you can't do anything except tilt your head back. Being in that position limits one's options mightily, so I was stuck staring at the ceiling.

I've had them for as long as I could remember. But they're getting less frequent, thank God for that tiny mercy.

If you ever see me with my nose up in the air, doesn't mean I'm snobby. Just means that I haven't got a bloody tissue with me.