the Netti Pot.
As described by the wife, "a nasal douche grounded in the ancient philosophy of Netti."
It sounds gross & new-agey, something you'd expect a spirit-walking goober like Shirley MacLaine to be selling via infomercial.
But the wife gave it a try and talked me into it, and it's all it's talked up to be.
I honestly don't remember ever being able to breath through my nose until the last couple of days.
It feels a little creepy, but I'm not gonna kick when it works this well.
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