Today in my teenage angst, I wonder. I wonder if you've ever laughed so hard milk came out of your nose. I have, but it was when I was really little. It was a fairly strange experience in the midst of my lack of life experience.
The connections between the ear, nose, and throat are a remarkable thing. It's like plumbing you know exists but don't have to utilize that often so until something goes wrong you aren't even aware of it. The other day, I was eating some carrots and choked. I coughed and sputtered and felt intrusive and apologized to those around me. After, I went to the kitchen and drank some water.
On top of this, I've been having sinus issues. It's like I'm walking around with a plate of pepper under my nose. I'm not. Either way I've been blowing my nose about 20 times a day. After choking, sputtering and getting some water, I blew my nose. The kleenex was orange.
There was carrot in the kleenex. I had carrot in my nasal passage. That's just weird. And a little bit sad. And a little bit funny. But mostly sad.