PEK is Frazzled Princess. I can’t think straight, am aching all over and nose is dripping like a bloody toilet tap that you can’t completely turn off in a cheap motel. Drip. Drip. Drip. It does no one any good except to annoy and keep you awake.
I had to stuff my right nostril with a piece of tissue paper (I swear that’s the only thing that works; I’m sure all sinus sufferers can attest to that), at the same time get on with pumping out milk for K. B walks in and asks, “Why did Daddy do that to you?”
