Jun 24, 2015

Cleaning Your Air Filter

A few days ago I was sitting in my car and I happen to notice that on the drivers side in the area between the seat and the door on the carpet there seemed to be a lot of green flakes of something. It took me only a second to realize that these are probably the dried out remnants of all the times that I have been in my car and picked my nose and wiped it on the side of the seat. Then later after it was dried out and I would scratch it off of the fabric of the seat so that the seat was clean of any evidence. And the seat does look totally normal. If you looked at the things on the floor of the car there they look like flakes of semi-transparent green paper or something. You probably would never have guessed what they were. So I should clean this up for sure, but it got me thinking about this habit of mine that I have had for a long time.

I can remember picking my nose as far back as the 4th grade. In elementary school we had those hard wooden chairs and when I felt the need to clear my nasal passages I would--after making sure no one saw--wipe the blob of green semi solid material on the underside of my chair. So I have had this habit for a while and I am now thinking about why I continue to do it. Certainly as kids we are always told not to pick our nose. I tell my kids this too. I think probably it is more about how it looks and the perception--probably not incorrect--of being dirty. Of course some would say you should just simply use a tissue and blow your nose instead. This works when you actually have a cold and your sinuses are filled with mucus, but many times I find that the finger is a much better tool for getting the job done. Especially when the nail is just the right length so that you can scrape the walls of the nasal passages.

The thing that I think has kept me doing it over the years is that despite the seeming dirtiness of it, I find that it really does help me to breath better. Maybe it is just a perception and not really happening because it doesn't seem that such small things could make a large difference, but I often feel after removing an average sized bit of material from my nose that my next few breaths are noticeably better. The airflow through the nose is increased and perhaps cleaner. I am able to get a deeper, fuller lung full of air. The nose as a filter has been cleaned and now it can do its job. I also justify my continuance in this habit by telling myself that by cleaning the filter of my nose I am helping to keep it in higher operating efficiency which further promotes overall health.

You will be sick less often and breathe better if you learn to clean your nose at least once a day.

Maybe I should try to end this habit. Maybe I should consider what steps would be needed to reach that goal.

Jun 1, 2015

Things that make you cry

Recently I am finding myself in the Chicago area a lot and I am still trying to figure things out. I enjoy going to new places and observing people in what is a new area to me. The other day I decided to get a quick bite to eat at a McDonalds and I was delighted to observe two elderly men who were enjoying each others company. It's always nice to see other people smiling and having a good time. They almost looked like twins, clearly they were brothers. They were joking with each other and interacting with one of the workers. The employee was coming back in from out side and one of the brothers was motioning for the woman to come over. He had a bag of stuff that he wanted to give her. As she is walking over the other brother is blowing her kisses in a sweet kind manner. These guys are very non threatening and old and wrinkly and bald.

I could see that the bag was full of canned goods or something like that and the woman was breaking down crying because they were giving her all this stuff. I'm trying not to cry right now as I think about it. Such a nice thing and they enjoyed being able to help and give to her. After she left I went over and sat with them and just started talking with them. It was like we were old friends. Sitting closer I really enjoyed the brother on the left and the way he smiled. They asked me if I knew how to get music on their cell phones (and these are some seriously old flip phones). They said they like to take pictures with their phones but I'm not sure that was even possible. I asked them and confirmed they were brothers. They had been at McDonalds hanging out for a while I guess and they had to leave, but they told me they came there often. So now I am going to have to start going to this McDonalds and just hanging out waiting to see if I can run into them again.