It had gotten to the point where I had ceased bothering
with tissue. If I had to blow my nose, I turned onto my side exhaled as hard as
I could over the side of the bed, casting globules of snot on the floor. Even
this small exertion was enough to sap me for those moments when it became
necessary and I invariably collapsed to my back once I had expelled as much of
the multicolored mucus as I could. Able to do little more than think, I was
continually thankful that I had someone to take care of me.
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