Thursday, January 7, 2010
I thought I was turning off the camera, hence the completely unselfconscious shot.
There's no doubt about it - my nose is my most prominent feature, oh yeah. When I was in middle school I had fantasies about cosmetic surgery to reduce its size. Thank God I was too young and my proletarian parents would never have approved. Thank God!
Over time I've come to appreciate many things about my nose. In addition to having ... uh ... character, and doing a bang up job of holding my glasses on my face, it does a splendid job sniffing. Smell is certainly the most highly tuned of my senses. My eyesight has always sucked, but my sense of smell? It is so good that I can smell on my clients whatever they had for dinner last night. I know anytime someone has had a cigarette, or a drink. Actually my sense of smell is a curse as well as a blessing. Sometimes I really would prefer not to know these things.
(Hmmm ... I do also have an excellent sense of touch, and I used to have great hearing before the days when my main focus in life involved standing at the front of the music venue du jour, getting blasted with sound, dancing around, drinking excessively. I remember that P-Funk All Stars show when we were so close to the stage that George Clinton jumped into the audience right in front of us and danced for awhile with my ordinarily shy friend Eric Chang. My ears rang for three days afterwards. That same thing happened (prolonged ear ringing) several times after seeing The Cramps. But I digress.)
What my nose has been doing since seeing the acupuncturist yesterday is helping me cleanse away what appears to be many many many many many toxins, multiple viruses and God knows what else. So far I've worked my way through two giganto boxes of kleenex.
I should have known it would be a dramatic healing when, after checking my pulses, the Sufi acupuncturist said, "Well. It has to come out." It. He is somewhat inclined to believe that what I'm suffering from are the symptoms of detox since I quit eating wheat a week ago. Wow. If it's this intense to get that out of my system, I hope I never eat anything with wheat in it ever again!
I'm going to work tomorrow. My theory is that somehow I will continue feeling better and better as I work. After my mega cleansing of the last two days, I can't imagine there could be much more goo left inside me. That's my story and I'm sticking with it.