January 21, 2011

Jack Frost nipping at my nose. Literally.

Today I learned that "Jack Frost nipping at your nose" isn't just a line in a popular Christmas song. It's exactly what happens when it's well below zero, and negative-something-double-digits with the wind chill, and you decide to walk down the driveway, sprinkle salt on the front walk and whack the snow shovel at the ice so that no one falls and breaks their neck walking to your front door. In the less than five minutes I spent outside my nose went from feeling fine and dandy to feeling frozen, swollen and in pain.

I got concerned when a couple hours went by and it felt worse instead of better. It's amazing how fast I headed to Urgent Care when I consulted Dr. Google and saw the truly-frightening images of frost-bitten noses on the Internet. The doctor assured me that it wasn't frost bite but instead was frost nip. She said I had five more minutes before frost bite set in. Reassuring huh?

I will never be able to listen to "A Christmas Song" with the same nostalgic feeling again.

4 comments:

  1. Ouch! So glad it was just "frost nip," not frost-bite. I never knew frost nip was a condition.

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  2. I'm with you. Who knew frost nip was a condition. It's basically "pre-frost bite." It doesn't do permanent tissue damage though, which is what frost bite does. The crazy part was just how fast it happened. The other crazy part is that my nose is now extraordinarily cold sensitive. I told Eric that my "medical condition" makes it necessary for me to spend the rest of the winter somewhere warm.

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  3. Anonymous12:43 AM

    Your post made me so grateful that I left Chicago for the Pacific NW in 1975!

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  4. Yikes! It must be freakin' freezing in Chicago!

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