Onomatopoeia - best literary device of the English language, in my opinion. (I like it better than irony, whose definition I believed I had mastered, as in "saying the opposite of what you mean" or "the opposite of what is expected", until I saw movie "Becoming Jane", which provides the lovelier explanation of "the bringing together of contradictions in pursuit of a deeper truth, all to the accompaniment of a smile". Which definition should I teach to 7th graders? Both? This all points to the fact that I am well suited to the level that I teach, thanks much.)
My nose is an open faucet. That's NOT figurative, but literal. I am contemplating calling in sick Monday, but only faintly so. The second Monday of the school year seems a bit ... early? for a sick day, especially when I didn't leave school Friday with visible symptoms. Monday is library day, book talks by librarian, hurray. Tuesday would be better as a sick day; I would have exhibited sufficient sickliness to elicit compassionate comments from colleagues (Go Home!). Tuesday would be our 2nd day at the library, starting Favorite Poem assignment - so not the best sick day, but not too bad, either.
I already tried going to sleep an hour ago. That yielded powerful sinus congestion and ear pain. I don't feel sleepy or even tired. I THOUGHT I swallowed the antihistamine/decongestant pill - maybe I imagined it and didn't really do it?!
Drippy nose not accompanied by tiredness or other ill feelings wouldn't be so bad ... except, bloody nose lurks behind every blow. That's just too icky.
If this post has been too much information for you, you're in luck, because bloody nose says I'm done.