Between blowing everything but the kitchen sink out of my nose every five minutes (I warned you this would be gross), and dealing with a waterfall-like menstrual flow (I wasn't kidding), and working desperately to appear like a normal functioning person during an intense work week, I feel like I survived some kind of female "Survivor"-like endurance test. I know I have some deep psychological reason for a) having these dramatic health issues and b) needing to blog about them, but it doesn't change the fact that this is what I had to deal with this week and it was a real f-ing nightmare. The breakthrough literally happened on Wednesday night when I was finally able to breathe through my nose again. Never did I think I would have so much gratitude for something so basic as easy access to oxygen. I have to say, there's something about being wide awake at 3:00 am for the third night in a row, soaked in a fever sweat, and blowing blood out of your nose to make a person really open to a higher power.

Just for today, I'm so grateful this week is over.