Spraying is a good call
Nick Todaro
Dr. Bill Lee couldn’t determine from basic evaluation whether the sickness that clamped down on me last week was any specific illness.
He said it definitely wasn’t allergies, which filled my head full of concrete in early May as I readied for my first rehearsals at the Ennis Public Theatre. He knew this time it was a virus, he said, because of the “fire engine red” color of my sinus passages as he used his scope to peer up my nose. Not the most comfortable of experiences, that, but far less a discomfort than the alternative, I wager.
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on Aug 1 2012. Filed under Editorials.
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