Or perhaps they need to be blasted--out. I finally went to the doctor last week, was sent to the specialist, who prescribed antibiotics. Works for me--and it has for 20ish years. Started doing better, got out and enjoyed the beautiful weather we had this weekend--even working in the yard was a pleasure.
Then last night-bang! The thing is back with a vengeance. I didn't feel this bad when I went to the doctor. By 3 AM, I knew that going to work wasn't going to be a happening thing--IT work and fogginess caused by lack of sleep DO NOT MIX. (Trust me on this one--I hosed production files once while in this condition; I like to learn from my mistakes.) When I'm like this my subconscious specializes in asphxyiation dreams--drowning, suffocation, buried alive; you name it and I'll dream it. Then I get to wake up gasping for breath. Truly entertaining.
Called the docs again today. Different antibiotics, big-time decongestant, and steroids (Oh my, do you suppose Congress will subpoena me?). I suppose this will either kill the infection or kill me.
Those of you who don't know the joy of allergies and/or sinus "issues" should rejoice. You really don't want to know what you're missing.